Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Thanks to Oz Hardwick for today’s Winter Wonder submission, Ploughing the Dawn.
Ploughing the Dawn
Dawn comes late, the tread of frost
heavy on hard ground. Steady steps
stride through snow, shackle spirits
to icy shafts, weigh the balance,
take the weight, and crack
the frozen winter.
Copyright Oz Hardwick
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