Snow particulates surround the crispy aftermath of a blanket storm,
pines bear the weight of thunderous white clouds, whilst,
precipitation undermines winter’s grasp,
a choke hold on vines in a spectacular village in Tuscany,
grasping the gregarious quality of oneself,
it is the understatement of conditioning that interests the body.

Free Verse

Contrived in a circle of eventuality,
sacrilege in proclivities of money and glee,
perhaps little by little we become the grown, our self- ideal,
dressing for the occasion, concerns wash away in the sea of disruption,
always usurping the chaotic.

Consistency above the fallen shows their determination,
your-self becomes a memory…

Anna Rozwadowska

Owner,Editor of Storymaker. Top Writer in Poetry. I am a writer, photographer, psychic, medium, and spiritual guide.I have an M.A. in Environmental Sociology.

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