Day 315: The Morning Chill Of Winter

I am too cold to care,
I miss the summer air,
Can I stay curled up in my blankets,
maniacally chomping on a box of chocolates?
Oh man, do you know what winter does to my hair?!?!

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy


I know it is not this bad yet, but how I feel every morning. Sunshine, I miss you 😦



Day 75: Ice

The fog surrounds me
A Touch on cold skin
An old forgotten friend
Its dewiness lingering
Like a lover’s caress,
Cold and wet
In hopeless abandon,
I wait
Breathing warm air
Into a heart that only knows

(c) Manivillie Kanagasabapathy