… but the falling snow

what are these days but the falling snow 
what is this life but a wobbly bridge 
walking delight is the best we have 
shivering on, in this giant fridge 

what are our nights but an empty hall 
what are our times but reflecting spheres 
where the images come, just to vanish again 
in the snowy mists that we call


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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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