Late November hues
blacken branches
blacken branches
dripping muffled sighs
bemoaning late apologies
for twice-fold dimming flight
Then a moment, a reprieve
suddenly brought to light
catch a slanting sun
a flash -- a slant
waves strum ultra violet song
a flash -- a slant
waves strum ultra violet song
Hi Ann,
ReplyDeleteBreathtaking photo and beautiful poem.