*
.
I wore a heavy robe the color of night
tall sheep boots and a fur hat
I looked out there
it felt like rain was falling
deceivingly
.
it was the wind shifting
between the branches
creating an illusion – no rain
just icy air moving fast
agitating thick leaves
.
annoying them or
relieving them I would not know
but I sat there
in a stupor for
what had being growing
in my heart tonight
.
an un-easiness
a dis-ease I had to deal with
before approaching sleep
.
.
annamosca 
Wintery Night, parts 1 and 2 are quite different from what you have done in the past … more of a narative of thoughts. They show your briliant versatility and way with words. I love these two poems. They both have outstanding lines and flow. I’m really into it.
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good 😉 glad you are with me on this, and like it, cause there’re more parts to it… Yes, I’m experimenting something new, may not be my best, my style, but venturing out, if you bear with me, will do me good, i think… It was too long to be published all in one piece so I edited it in parts… much more narrative and not as evocative, yet…
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