Light
is everywhere,
it is everything
mirroring off rock,
demolishing
ambit
cat pawed with downdraft,
blustered by gale
the channels scud havocs
of pyrite,
The sky, huge
an impossibility
of blue, defies
description
words are formed
tried and retired
tossed
on a blather
of gust,
unlistened.
A syrup of larks tongue,
-an ash of a song-,
Is all that is heard
on the day..
Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 12:44 AM UTC
Light
is everywhere,
it is everything
mirroring off rock,
demolishing
ambit
cat pawed with downdraft,
blustered by gale
the channels scud havocs
of pyrite,
The sky, huge
an impossibility
of blue, defies
description
words are formed
tried and retired
tossed
on a blather
of gust,
unlistened.
A syrup of larks tongue,
-an ash of a song-,
Is all that is heard
on the day..
wind rhythm
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