Skip to content

SmoothStones

"So David prevailed . . . with a sling and with a stone . . . " 1 Samuel 17:50

  • Home
  • About SmoothStones
  • The Quarry

Tag: frost

November rumor

Under a bright, white moon,
Unseen until morning light.
White dust as notice
To live well this hour.

An echo in ice mist,
Left from the breath of a sinister whispering,

Under a bright, white moon. 

Winter: “I am coming.”

SmoothStones Prose Leave a comment November 13, 2016December 25, 2018 1 Minute

Translate

Archives

Search

Categories

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com