Windswept
The storm has come and gone the calm has returned to the sky limbs are swept back like a swan fledgling leaves stay not ready to fly but silvery trees trunks are twisted knurled curled by the battling wind looking muscular and double fisted conformed by storm and twinned like they were frozen in the time of war
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2015
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