Wild.
The wind howls,
whipping ’round the house.
Wintery fingers hold the
chill.
By Sarah ©2019
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 13 July 2019
Oddquain is a short, usually unrhymed poem consisting of seventeen syllables distributed 1, 3, 5, 7, 1 in five lines.
By Sarah 
I believe you’ve been getting it very chilly in Canberra. It’s chilly for us up here too with a max of only 20. 🙂
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