crimson and calico scatterdrop
sky
sings the blues
a deluge
of beauty
slips
away in a gale
and falls gently
to the floor.
windswept, driven
spent,
and pure
spring is
no more.
crimson and calico scatterdrop
sky
sings the blues
a deluge
of beauty
slips
away in a gale
and falls gently
to the floor.
windswept, driven
spent,
and pure
spring is
no more.