Poetry from a Time Forgotten for Monday, May 26, 2008

Monday, May 26, 2008

Observer (Written last Autumn)

Dark morning prophesying rain. Everything is still, like a quiet casket at graveside, during prayer. Forest green painted against an unknown color. Not quite gray, not quite brown. I cannot describe the tree bark in this light. The color is more like a feeling, ominous, eerie, All Hallow’s Eve... Sign in to see full entry.

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