Solar Flare

The Sun,
Cutting through the winter song,
Of cold and bitter winds.
A bright relief,
Envelop me.
Fill me with life lived
Without grey.
That the winter brings.
Or burn me alive,
To kill the hate
Of the disappointment
I feel
In winter’s grip on me.


Poem written by Jeremy C Kester
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Please do not replicate or use without written permission from author (seriously, just ask). Linking to this page is permitted.

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