Just Rain At Dusk
those drudging blues
spat upon by smudging greys
pulsating with suns
sinking tendrils
rains might has bent each leaf head
and from its benevolent praise
nights perfume cloud
slowly infiltrates
rainbow slicked petrol inked puddles
show echoes of stars that were..once
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2022
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