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Feb 2012
Pinnated clouds
spread like wisteria
along the horizons
waning axis. Farmland
is smothered
in arbitrary
purple leaflets.

The
humic red fabric
of a fallow field
convulses
on my eye under the
discordant,
astral confetti.

A sombre greyness
reclined and presided
over all: joyous
summer rain-cloud
but for the early years
icy resolve.
thomas gabriel
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thomas gabriel
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