Windigo Dreams

Windigo dreams
cold nights
howling spirits swirling
round

The moon

Astral winds whisper
odes to ghosts long passed
immaterial
stone-souled and ponderous
drawn into
silence

Speak not stories
of dread
born of bitterness frozen
wintry souls
moaning purity
of lost summer’s
blooms


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Free Verse is an irregular form of poetry in which the content free of traditional rules of versification, (freedom from fixed meter or rhyme).

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