Both were written around Christmas. I really should get down to writing moar.
"Night Air"--December 24th, 2012
Night swirling colours in the fireplace,
violet, navy, warm ember bright
the bustle, the warmth of the flames
an owl outside, the stars above he sees
in the silver light, beyond the trees
beyond the cliff, below the sparkling valley
streetlights dash on for ages
"Mundane"
I am mundane.
No…
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