Poem -

Wilderness

There is an unfamiliar feeling
befallen this wilderness
and I was so hoping for snow ..

It makes me feel hungry
and uncomfortable
in a full up, empty kind of way ..

I could seriously do with
a touch of frostbite right now
to feel and to feed off ..

To satisfy this hunger a moment
but doubt, having tasted it,
it will ever go away or leave me ..

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sparrowsong

Hello Nev...

Wilderness in the Winter...

Frost bite or Starve?

I guess you wouldn't recommend it?

Thank you for the warning...

You're so Brave...

Tap 3 times if you need help...

Yell just in case?

Keep in touch if you can...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Neville

thankyou very much sparrowsong ..๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘

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Jac Tales

There's some snow on the peaks of Hawaii this time of year. Small Miracles Do Happen Sometimes. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Being Me

Oh no .... not frostbite. You don't want frostbite!ย ย 

I think I've found my muse again, by the way xx

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Bernadete van d...

To feel and to feed off? I wish for the writer to find solace.ย 
Good write, Nev. ย Bย 

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Neville

If my memory serves me well, spring is only just around the next corner .. Oh' and thanks for the viewing Bernadete .. Nevilleย 

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