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Changing.
Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2015 10:37 pm
by Fay Slimm
Dappled sky,
white-ruffled and fluffed
like meringue pie
trapped in cold oven.
Streaked twilight
night-stained and greying
like unbaked rye
cake pierced by fine rain.
Wind-sheeted shore
wet-slaked and changing
like long-boiled water
means storm on the way.
Re: Changing.
Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2015 11:22 am
by Stella
if we looked up more often we would see some wonderful changes happening right through the day.
You have captured the changing hues of a stormy sky so well here Fay...
Re: Changing.
Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2015 1:59 pm
by Tom Balch
The soul of the storm painted beautifully with your words, Fay.
Re: Changing.
Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 6:34 pm
by Seema Chowdhury
Storm on the way..... Yes beautifully composed, sounds very real