In the cold of the night <br />When all the air it flees <br />Passing through the storm <br />Not into a gentle breeze <br /> <br />The solumn grass blades <br />Cannot fight the freeze <br />Ice frost tipped <br />The branches of trees <br /> <br />Your 'caustic' words <br />Bring me to my knees <br />Stoic is the Ambience <br />Similar to dis-ease <br /> <br />Dark-dank-cold situations <br />Are failing by degrees <br />Drowning themselves as if <br />Swept away by tidal wave seas<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/atmosphere-2/
