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The Edges of Winter’s Solstice

A poem

Photo by Josh Hild on Unsplash

When the first seasonal
snow flurries fall freely
I find myself growing dreamy
watching its soft swishy swirls
gracefully shimmering

The mood welcomes a sensual symmetry
as my shoulders wings ease
and my vision becomes sweetly blurry
lessening my default of worry
I’m…

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Carolyn Riker

Carolyn Riker

Poetry is my first love. Inspired by intuition & my chunky ginger cat. My favorite place is by the sea, sipping espressos and daydreaming.

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