Winter has left its feathered kiss,
Here between the frozen earth and azure sky.
As my body tilts with the earth away from the sun,
I feel the coldness of space press upon my existence.
I am but a mite in the grand web of life,
But rarely do I stop to consider it.
With footfalls of crunching snow,
My lungs draw in a freezing breath.
A part of this frozen world.
Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.
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Hey I had my first post as a Guest Barista on GoDogGoCafe be featured the other day! Come check out this amazing website where writers gather to sip warm drinks, think, and scribble madly away in our notebooks!