Poetry Mondays: The night is darkening round me.

Poetry Mondays: The night is darkening round me.

The night is darkening round me,The wild winds coldly blow;But a tyrant spell has bound me,And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bendingTheir bare boughs weighed with snow;The storm is fast descending,And yet I cannot go. Clouds beyond clouds above me,Wastes beyond wastes below;But nothing drear can move me;I will not, cannot go. [...]

Charlotte’s Ramblings.

Image from canva.com I'm writing this on a chilly Saturday afternoon.  While I was waiting for the tea in the teapot to brew, I was thinking of everything that is and has been going on. Probably not the best thing to be doing on a Saturday afternoon, but I couldn't help but think about all [...]