by Jessica
and a chilling wind
sifts wildly through the trees
an hundred ravens seen high above
catch their wings on the air
and spill from the North
towards the lighter horizon
where the sun gives the impression
of setting in the stroke of a peach cloud
against a pale blue sky.
2 comments:
like your poem! IS it getting ready to rain where you are too?
It is here. In fact, it already rained some. I am soo tired of rain though!
It was just getting ready to rain, Abby! I am tired of rain too, though. At least it's been sunny the last couple of days! :)
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