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Winter in Munich; PTSD relapse.

Overnight Snow

Screen_shot_2017-12-05_at_08.50.24by Patrick Howse03 Nov 2013

Spring burned in that fire
Behind the evening trees.

All day it bled the ice
Back into lake and stream

And softly dropped the branches' burden
Wetly to the ground.

But insinuated with the coming dark
Recoiled winter lashes out;

Cold waves of cloud overwhelm
The night's velvet blueness

And the morning is white.