Tag Archives: poetry
Snow drops off a branch Nothing pushed it but itself Soft sounds in puddles
Snow falling at night White flakes rush past the streetlight The light though stays still
Clear after the hail Clouds above the boulevard The Balkan Mountain
Snow covers branches White as the clouds that made it. Paper over Ink.
The western sky is Mediterranean and The east is polar
Shadows climb the blocks Gray overtakes apricot The moon faces west
I will stay until The hateful sky fades to black And the lights come on.
A yellow-clad block Cuts a rectangle from the clouds that will soon rain
A cell phone tower Light on its eastern faces Turn off airplane mode
Thank you for the clouds the birds that fly across them And the winds that move