Wednesday, February 22, 2017


Winter Discontent

by Lauraine Alberetti Lombara



Shadow person waiting, watching,
Judging, juggling, playing for time.

Where’s my heart?  My head is hurting.
Why I sing when nothing’s known?

Through the night the rushing wind
Icy cold to freeze emotions.

Tumbling down the narrow hole
Looking for the summer sun.

Alone, abject, amiss, askew,
A word, a sign?  A love adieu.

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