Good-day, Southerly!
This city in winter heaps her scorn
on affectations summer-born.
No ascetic beauty, this;
she is a stern, grey governess
- older than her years -
wont to daunt her charges
with grey and frosty stares.
Posted in Poems
This city in winter heaps her scorn
on affectations summer-born.
No ascetic beauty, this;
she is a stern, grey governess
- older than her years -
wont to daunt her charges
with grey and frosty stares.
Posted in Poems

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April 4th, 2006 at 10:57 pm
Man I really like your words. Poetry that doesn’t sound like poorly written teenage love songs kicks various kinds of @$$