Storm Poem by elysabeth faslund
Storm
Rating: ★5.0
Gold lining, no silver...
Sun-flooded glows...
Grey clouds soften...
One rooster crowing.
Hawk perches early.
No movement.
No shadow.
Much food.
Vapors rise from
The Delphic floor.
I will not robe
Today. Nor speak.
I will listen...
Bemused.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
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Frank Bana
19 December 2007
This is excellent, evocative.. musical and wonderful! Thanks so much. Frank
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5/4/2024 2:39:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great scene to rise to. Thanks for sharing Elysabeth! *10*! ! ! Thad