to walk in the seasons
with the same shoes
it is a little hot
it is a little cold
it is a little wet
it is a little muddy
somehow like life
(and poetry)
to walk in the seasons
with the same shoes
it is a little hot
it is a little cold
it is a little wet
it is a little muddy
somehow like life
(and poetry)
Then you will have to
sit down in the resting
area and will be moved when reaching
the letter o
marvelling
over the words
then you will close the story drawer
before your bones crumble
*originally posted in 2021, edited in August 2023
a misty look
on the surface of water
the cold is cracking