June Commute
Two buzzards
swirling the dense, still air
against a rippling scarf
pale clouds and sky
wrapping up the moon
gibbous and waning,
portending.
A June morning,
the seers of ending,
coming rain,
darkness.
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And a special note to Jeremy, the Happiness Engineer at WordPress/Automattic who fixed my stats so they continued on to the new site. Many Thanks – you earned your title yesterday and you certainly made this small-time blogger happy!
