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A Winter's Night
Oh beaming moon
You burst through translucent curtains
Almost as bright as the sun
A nyctophilia’s nightmare.
Crickets come out
To chirp in the pleasantry of the night
Breaking a deathening barrier of silence.
The lambent light gleams
Walls flicker as wax drips
My dream catcher hangs saddened
Weary of haunted nights
My head turns to dust as it hits the pillow
Although it sought solace,
After the days’ dreariness
And its slight chance of apricity.
The kettle sings
As honey sinks in my tea.
The stiff and cold quilt refuses warmth
Hostile and stubborn it is.
No show of mercy
To those deprived
Sleeping away slippery sludge
Mud and snow collide.
I dream upon the wish of spring
Chastened by winter
I wait for sun
To illuminate my room
But all I have is you
Oh beaming moon
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This piece resembles how winter can feel still, cold, or sad. As I grew up in my childhood home, my room stayed very cold even with the heat on. I tried to use descriptive details to create the image of my room.