snapshot
snapshot
the deep charcoal cat looks quizzically at me
while the pale dog snuggles at my feet.
outside the sky drops forming an impressionistic
green-blue canvass with mashed potato clouds.
tree leaves swirl in energized humid air.
a storm whispers that soon she’ll
transform early evening.
7/7/21
Copyright © Rick Davis | Year Posted 2021
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