Friday, November 11, 2011

Reflect


Having made her mysterious presence
She
the Ice Goddess
pushes me daily
 to her watery shore
where cumulus reflections ripple
 with atmospheric breadth
recalling back ... rings of laughter 
    those swallow fledglings
 in July's playful flight
...coming now... 
to feel
 this moment's own
 grey winter specked sight.
11.11.11
11:11


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