Sun flickers between blinds
On neglected windows-dirty, dusty Quiet settled morning gray fades Over treetops Peach drifting to white wispy blue Announcing a day Draped in light colored smog Not yet darkened by sweltering heat People murmur busied With work…of no import Or sit daydreaming Out windows At barely green trees With hope late predicted frost Does not decimate Budding blossoms They sit sheltered From cloudless dry crisp Winter air that chills bones Causing noses to run Red dried blood Whipping about tangled locks Of unkept hair And watering eyes Summer will peak…decline Renewing the solstice turn Of circular patterned continuums Embracing planted abundance Grown to green lushness To be reaped…replaced Thrashed to brown fertile decay To be reborn in early vernal mornings
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