Creative Writing and unfinished business…
December 21, 2015 § 4 Comments
glaring out of house gloom
her body not made of steel –
a solitary dove
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry, S.A.D., seasonal affective disorder
I like the symbolism of the dove, Rachael. I do hope you’re not a sufferer. Shortest day today – let’s hope for some brighter ones ahead. Take care. Chris.
It’s so grey here at the moment, I think lots of people are struggling a bit. The solstice – that shifter of energies – is like that dove of hope. I hope 🙂
Thank you. X
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