Dear Reader,

This poem was inspired by the song “You Won’t Find me” by Narrow Skies, linked at the bottom of this post. Not sure why this piece came to me the way it did, but I couldn’t resist its pull. Hope you find something enjoyable. Stay warm out there. ~ WM

A final quest,

Might contained,

Freeze and hold,

Everlasting.

A final test,

Blight ingrained,

Grey yet bold,

Contrasting.

A final breath,

Quiet, sustained,

Blistered and cold,

Out-casting.

A final death,

White, frost-stained,

Withered and old,

Slowly passing.

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Winter Wind is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, or made with the utmost respect.

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Story by Winston Malone. All rights reserved.

Illustration design by Winston Malone courtesy of Midjourney and Canva Pro.

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