Fire Over Snow

A wisp deked through the grove.
Bamboo snow pillars snap yellow streams
over an empty shard of bark.
No prints mark the snow,
the morning air bares no scent.
A vapour trail lingers.


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A person who enjoys writing short story things, poetry and other random things that come into my head.
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