This sky of cloud and blue,
That bends the tall grass,
Tugs the fading frond,
Carries flakes of color,
Turning them, tipping them,
Setting them to rest
within the fields of amethyst and gold,
As with a fallen leaf.
Showing posts with label clouded sulphur butterfly. Show all posts
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Tuesday, October 6, 2009
As Leaves
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