No Adjectives
No Adjectives
No adjectives graced skies of dawn
No crimson, mauve or bronze
Only blankets of fog akin to gloom
Blocking sunlight, singing runes.
Winds on gusts rose up in westerlies
Breath like brooms sweep skies majestically
Danced as a smile – heaven cheering -
Mischief on wings – imps twirl in clearings
6-14-21
Contest: Adjectives Deleted
Sponsor: Jack Webster
Copyright © Sam Kauffman | Year Posted 2021
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