touched by a cloudA Poem by flameinthesnowNaPoWriMo Day #5
A wisp of a magpie
perched on a poplar branch knows nothing of ennui, of the chains on our wings. She broadcasts the news of Celestial return. The fog-curtain ripples, a rainbow is released. Outlined in rivulets --
a cascade of snowmelt, a delicate profile, a Cloud-Maiden -- dancing. © 2017 flameinthesnowAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorflameinthesnowEagle River, AKAboutBefore I typed these words into this box, the world was already built. Subtle webs were woven. Molten lava hardened into mountains. The rains and rivers carved out canyons. The desert patiently pract.. more..Writing
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