Cold Skies

a muted sun
hangs low
distant
aloof
withdrawn
pouting



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~DARK CLOUDS~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on May 24, 2020 for CONTEST NO.770 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  Honorable Mention
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kiser Avatar
December 20, 2019 at 12:02 PM
Instant visual that pops from the page.
Gauthier Avatar
December 20, 2019 at 12:27 PM
Thanks you so much, ML.
Krutsinger Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 1:53 AM
Pouting is exactly write!
Gauthier Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 8:43 AM
LOL thanks, Caren.
Wolf Avatar
December 16, 2019 at 8:20 PM
Yes, 'muted' is the perfect word for the cold early wnter's sun! Kudos, Gershon
Gauthier Avatar
December 16, 2019 at 8:22 PM
Thanks, Gershon, Much appreciated.
Lane Avatar
December 16, 2019 at 11:42 AM
It seems to be hidden behind clouds in my area, too. A foreshadowing of what is yet to come. Great word choices to describe a dismal sun.
Gauthier Avatar
December 16, 2019 at 12:03 PM
Thank you so much, Lin. Much appreciated.
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