WINTER IS UPON US

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HIPPIE HOLIDAY

 

Winter is upon us

and the lagers

are thicker

 

I am prepared

for the onslaught

of the cold

 

the bitter winds of North

will not bury me

nor my poetic fire

 

In passionate refusal

I pull myself up

and jot down another poem


 

 

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