Crumpled

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Vintage Words

Again, the day was molten sun.

Leaves celebrated the color green

until the wind said no. Heat

faded. Underfoot, nature

became brittle enough to crumple

like a piece of dried paper.

.

Squirrels were curious. Birds began

to flock as a sign. Whenever water

freezes, mist becomes snow cover.

Winter is a crisp entity and ices

over sidewalks.

.

Icicles fall and shatter. Trees

are glazed after freezing rain. Ferns

are unable to break ground. Skin

tells you thaw means more muddy

memoires. 

.

Sol takes the stage for the warm-up. 

Clouds preen lazily, indifferntly. Earth

exhales relinquishing the belief

in the existence of climate.

Zephyrs recede saying yes. Every

twelve months the rewrite

gets better.

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allets

12-04-16

432p

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