Trapped
Birman clouds gathered
To bury the top
Clawing their way down
to the dale below
White and grey cloaking
Short and sharp showers
Bitingly icy
Enveloping all
Felinely smothered
Now invisible
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2023
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