Monday, December 5, 2022

Local Traffic


clouds roll in with the wind

the wind brings the rain and

the water floods the land...

we wait for it to drain like

ducks wait on a pond for a

reason to fly away...  the clouds

change colors from greywhite

to greydark to darkgrey as the

night lumbers in with its walking

cane and fireflies that glow until

wee hours of he morning...  the

morning coulds shed their tints

and tones, forming a massive

blue sky that extends from one

side to the other like a rather

large umbrella...  and we wonder

where the sun is hiding since 

the light got to its job first...  an

opening in the sky through which

it passed into tomorrow and no

words to the locals, saying goodbye.


27 November 2022

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