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Writer's pictureAmber Ambrose

Poem 8/100: Frozen

Updated: Feb 13, 2023



Frozen and

Forlorn

No one

Is warm


First snow

Then

Denial

And sorrow


Suffering

And heartache

Time bends

Homes break


The grid

Is down

No one

Is around


Can we save

Ourselves now

From consumption

(The sacred cow)


Weather

Unrelenting

The Earth

Still venting


Her frustrations

Run high

Perhaps our

Eviction is nigh


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