Procession


Clouds gather in formation
ascending towards the heavens
marching across the sky
as pines stand sentry to their parade.

Before the Storm


the sky gathers greyness and weight
and pushes itself upon us blanketing us with
anticipation in the stillness and the stirring smell of approaching snow.

Wide Sky


The southern wind announces Spring is on her way to us.
These clouds are ruffles on her petticoats.

Leafless


Black branches against brilliant blue
whispers of clouds wandering by
winter’s silhouette.

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