Heavenly Atmosphere Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Heavenly Atmosphere



Wisp of a tree beneath a cuticle of
the moon, sitting in a morning sky.
Watching the sun rise slowly in the
east with a lash of white clouds,
separating it's light in my eyes.

Monday, January 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds,tree
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