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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