Dec 21, 2008 19:03
Snow on the horizon,
cliched shades of purest white;
freezing winter air.
In true Bostonian style, I'm treating "on the" as a single syllable. We trip over the two words so quickly, neither can be considered a single syllable by themselves; they barely form a syllable in tandem to be perfectly honest.
haiku,
solstice,
writer's block,
poetry
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