Wednesday, January 11, 2012

The trees shake their 
spindly, naked fingers 
at the ruthless grey of 
the winter sky, 
sighing as the 
bitter wind passes by 
briefly, like a single 
word spoken between 
star crossed lovers; 
a romance gone unnoticed 
for the moment. 

Hello! I am back! Hope you guys had a good holiday. So here's my first poem of the year... an ode to the snowless Toronto winter we're experiencing.
This was like a 2 minute poem created in the middle of English class where surprise, surprise, we just started our poetry unit.

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