Lost In A Chosen Wood Poem by Justin Tallman
Lost In A Chosen Wood
the wind blows
whispering directions
commonly given to a fool
with disagreement the trees
oppositely sway
to the sun
dawning a new day
the clouds quickly cover
the new display
can't do anything else
than adopt this new
struggling play
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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