[Critique Group 2] Joan for December

[Joan Myles]

Winter bird
by Joan Myles

darkness has a way of seeping

past layers of air and misty rain

into the place of spirit’s keeping

to numb the heart and dull the brain

and I succumbed to woe and weeping

despite my habit to refrain

from morbid tentacles of creeping

dread and urges to complain

but wait I hear amid the deepening

fog and drear of daily pain

your lilting song of hope reopening

a world of brightness once again
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