Monday, 29 April 2013

WINTER (by Cristina Camps)

 



I can smell the smoke from the chimney
I can taste cold ice
It looks like heaven!
I feel a deep freeze
I can hear a howling wolf.
It's winter and it is snowing...
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  1. Linis30 April 2013 at 08:50

    Very good winter poem, Cristina!
    Can you try a haiku too?
    Linis

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