Saturday, December 26, 2020

Poetry: Bent Birches

Bent Birches

Icy death’s crystal cocoon
Encases and weighs down every twig and trunk
Relentlessly bending the birches who danced
Through all seasons for all their years
How I hate this brilliant ice palace
No matter to me how it prisms sparkle
The handsome assassin is no less guilty than the hideous

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Phil Fitzpatrick is the author of Onchiota Remembered which is available on Amazon.com and at retail outlets in and around Saranac Lake. He has also self-published his collected Poems, Musings Inwords, available on The BookPatch.com. Phil spends most of the months of May through October in what he describes as the downtown, metropolitan center of Onchiota. He and his wife, Briggs Larkin, winter in Rhode Island. For more information about this writer see: pjfadkmemories.com.


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