Clinging to the walls
Of the hot, dark cave,
We eat every sweet
That you might crave,
Turning the sugars
To acids that file
The rocky walls
Of your cragged smile.
© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved
Snowfog is the perfect word and this poem is just all-around...December 27, 2020 - 8:50 am by Liz Garton Scanlon
So beautiful, Liz. Love the haiku and the sense of peace...December 26, 2020 - 11:36 am by Michelle Barnes
Beautiful, Liz, in every way.December 26, 2020 - 10:14 am by Laura Purdie Salas
This year I have wished for some blending of the before...December 26, 2020 - 8:37 am by Linda Baie