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Earth and Sky Take Notice

Bright red clouds in their pastel pastures
Sky so vividly aligned along the shadow blue
Solid ghosts against the heavens
Stretch on the light of morning dawn
Through that which seems like ocean swells
Waves cry but never loudly on the roll
It is too cold for thunder by horizons birth
Called day by any other name predicted
Weather holds but quickly evaporates
The thick division rest on silent stones
On boundaries of Earth and sky less motivated
Sailors look up while buttoned down hatches close
A storm is coming according to their sources
Clouds never lie for long
Never hidden under such conditions
But dance a waltz as rain pours out its soul
Seals their fate unabated
Day breaks that way some times
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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