Atropos, a Poem


Beneath the early dark

wings, long unused fret.

eyes turned inward, Winter's mole,

divine Atropos' blade hesitates

a little more each day,

we hold on,

beggars and dreamers,

for the day sun

illuminates the sky,

our hearts and backs

warmed once more.


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Nell Rose 11 months ago from England

Hiya lily, how is it over there? have you got the sun on your back yet? or is it still dark? hope you are well, nel

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WillStarr 11 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona

Spring is in the air Lily!

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