stones of communication
a poetical response following close observation: pebbles for rivers of stones
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sky wind
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sky wind
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Friday, 9 September 2016
Unnecessarily pessimistic
Early, dark, from behind closed curtains
pouring rain
Later, opening reveals gold and egg blue sky
and I realise it was gusting wind
rustling black silhouetted trees.
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