when finally the winter’s regime
hugged with a gentle vise
once the hectic mainstream
got locked in a stasis of ice
a roar swelled from slander
antheming to sacred shit
both turned into frozen meander
adorned with a bilious split
prickly slush wrapped up tighter
rhetoric and gagged criticism
like a pearl torn from the peak of a mitre
the globe rolled down a glaring schism
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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Beautiful poem, Tetiana. I am glad your posting again.
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Thank you, Michael. Tati will really appreciate that. She hopefully will have another poem coming out in the next few weeks. 😉
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It is so good to see you post. I’ve been worried about you Tetiana. Be safe and stay well.
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Tati is so grateful for your support, Marie. Thank you so much for commenting!
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