RainCoveredSKY
The
sky is Western Covered sky dark for half the canopy is covered up the
smell of rain filters down some conflicting with the surroundings the
landscaping the hey fever springing here nearby. The birds were
swimming in the sky the western sky with wings folded they glide then
extend the wings again then fold them back confused by the wind in
western sky. They glide then fly then glide. The poet however must
walk than lamely then halting lame he walks under the western sky
rain never falls but clouds roll out of the valley walls but back
they come as poet walks. He walks and as he limps along he notices
them the gliding flying birds are gone.
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