As The Mercury Drops

And the chill sets in…

Ilis Trudie Palmer
Published in
Feb 20
Photo by Prince Akachi on Unsplash

Last season,
as the mercury dropped
and cold wind touched my skin,
I envied those with places to sink right in,
entwined toes and body parts, sharing warmth;

leaving me in the cold,
with nothing to hold
but an old blanket and unfulfilled dreams — not now;

another season of chill comes to an end,
fighting to the last breath, trying to do me in
this time I stand,
brave and bold
with realized dreams, protection from the cold.

Coming soon, Dancing Between Tall Grass.



Ilis Trudie Palmer

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