Tag: Sky

Skies

Ren gauged the sky by clouds, how dense they were against August west hills. When they sat high above the hills, like loose bones on taunt skin, he threw an old mustard-colored blanket upon the backyard lawn. The lawn was a sea storm of…

Modern Yin Yang

The sky, always young, always ancient Hazy in crisp, clear, cold fog Brazen in the brightest blue Until indigo sets flames to red Or the mist seeps us into night. Where soft transient sleeping eyes Free feet from the faculty of ground   Alarm…

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