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an autumn storm

by Jo Halliday

Sometimes I see sewn clouds
floating chained in the firmament,
not knowing if they ought to break loose
give scattered showers with gaping holes in between,
or make a storm that spares no life
except a poet's lonely words
burst forth in outraged self-absorption.

10/30/2018

Posted on 10/30/2018
Copyright © 2019 Jo Halliday

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