Night Frozen

Posted byrodkersh1948Posted inSnippets

Night frozen on hard ground

Wrong-tog sleeping bag,

head cocooned

within.

 

Ancient landscape

of cadaverous bogwood

 

We wake

in the middle of the night

with the rain

and our stuff

floating around

inside the tent.

Published by rodkersh1948

Trying to understand the world, one emotion at a time.

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