Thursday, April 12, 2018

SNOW

Snow leaves the clouded blue sky. Once mountain rain, Now obtuse puddles amidst the gravel. Water so dark,

Once mountain rain. It could be mistaken for Water. So dark; Some kind of ink. It could be mistaken for Something once sinister. Some kind of ink, Vibrant like the sun. Something once sinister, Now obtuse puddles amidst the gravel. Vibrant like the sun, Snow leaves the clouded blue sky.

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