hi everyone, new to kaw and felt like sharing this poem :
spinning storms clouds, rushing storm clouds,
hazy skies, a hazy night,
and a furtive moon that slyly
sets the flying snow alight
on we drive.. the waste is boundless
nameless plains skim past, and hills.
Gripped by fear, I sit unmoving...
Tink-tink-tink go the bells....
You can have a go at guessing the name of the poem
(that was only a part of the poem btw, not all of it)