Sunday, March 6, 2011

Exposed to the Elements

The rain licks the sheets on the line
As they flick back and forth
Against the breath
of an autumn gust
And the sun so ashamed
By this display
Has averted his eyes
Behind a grey cloud
The cloud doesn't mind
He's more than happy to watch
Naughty rain
Cheeky wind

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