Sky Is As Black As Ink
The sky is black as ink, storms brewing sitting in the dark.
Hypnotizing effect, my eyelids closing in a trance like state.
A candle I did light, glowing, penning ink into words.
For Rick Parise's Sijo Contest
Copyright © Connie Gildersleeve | Year Posted 2013
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