The Feeding
The sky is pale, white clouds have eaten
all the blue, then diminish into fading mist
Bright sun pales as the sky gets deep azure
when the day darkens into a mature afternoon.
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
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