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Poem written for and submitted to "___________________Partly Cloudy" poetry contest, Craig Cornish, sponsor, October 31, 2025.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ sky, a cracked porcelain bowl turned upside down over the city. sunlight bleeds through cracks~ cumulus bruises bloom devouring the blue in ragged bites. pigeon lands on a wet fire escape, shaking rain from oil-slick feathers. somewhere, an umbrella turns inside out~ a black flower gasping. light fractures on puddles~ liquid mercury swallowing both cloud-shapes and sky-reflection until the pavement holds two opposing heavens. yet in this suspended breath between deluge and glare, a single raindrop balances on a sycamore leaf's spine~ not falling, not holding still, just trembling in the indecisive wind. we call it partly cloudy~ as if existence was binary.
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