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Cloudy Days, a Poem
A bolus of light shines weakly-
watercolored yellow... fitful...
bird hangs upside down on the seed bell,
earnestly tapping out his hunger-
green powdered chiffon hangs,
pocked with teardrops from random gods-
this day is sufficient in it's beauty;
wild rose bud hangs heavy,
almost reaching bluebells,
which almost reaches starflower;
which almost reaches moss
which covers the path in the woods...
somnolent birdsong, muffled noises
which could be many things...
the new moose calves,
or solitary black bear,
nothing man made intrudes
for the moment...
may these moments last a lifetime,
let the wild
just a little longer.