Cold Shoulder

A Poem by Dindella

Rolling to the side of the moon,

I embrace the warmth of the mid-afternoon,

From far, far away.

In the end, the time of day

Means nothing.

Nothing.

© 2015 Dindella

Author's Note

Sunday posting. This one is on time for you guys, yay!

I'm now writing three poems daily to force myself to write, so some of these aren't going to be my best but I need to post something on Sundays.

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Added on September 13, 2015
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Dindella

Ruther Glen, VA

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Hi, hello. You can call me Dindy, but close friends call me Dellz. Please don't call me Dellz unless you fit under the second category. I will probably mostly write poetry and the concessional blurb o.. more..