Night Frozen

Night frozen on hard ground

Wrong-tog sleeping bag,

head cocooned



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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