(haiku x 5)
Sharp teeth of winter
Punctured flesh, body, and soul,
Statues squeezed amongst
Cold doves, deer...standing
In an iced menagerie,
Crystalled, unmoving.
Eyes, mind.....blazed, like sun,
Thawing stilled life...frozen love,
Til pulse IS revived,
Til warm mem'ries roll
Til warm blood, through my veins flow
Til warm teardrops.....fall.
And I...must now leave.
This stolid, indiff'rent stage,
I can stand no more.
Sally
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Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan