Winter Road

Photo Credit: Jane Johann


the tree stands

clothed in snow

frozen in time

so slaps the backhand

wind whipping to and fro

there is no rhyme

the branches reach out

but are stiff and cold

no one hears the bark

words hidden, no shout

twists and knots create the mold

tree clothed in dark

the sun beats down

the rain pours

winter has taken its toll

the branches frown

how much more

before the final roll

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6 thoughts on “Depression

  1. Mary Lois Alford says:

    I really like your descriptions, Jane. I especially love “the branches frown”.


  2. Nootropics says:

    I appreciated your intriguing article. good stuff


  3. Nootropic says:

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