Smoke. Poem by Roy Storey

Smoke.



Smell of burning
wood on the air.
smoke drifts
curling
trough the trees.
Lazy white gray
clouds moving
spreading
out to nothing
on the evening
breeze.

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Roy Storey

Roy Storey

10 september 1939
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