Colors of the Wind
two virelai
colors of the wind
dust can apprehend
with skill
grayish storms impend
we scurry to fend
the chill
wind can be your friend
cool green breezes end
standstill
~~~
note gossip’s windmill
rumors, red lies fill
our mind
gold words of goodwill
hearsay can distill
rare find
azure fills the bill
between overkill
and kind
August 21, 2021
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2021
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