Autumn Sky

“From Van Gogh”.

A new cloud autumn sky
erases the steadfast blue.
Many tiny pillows sweep
with hulking, beastly puffs.

Half a giraffe
steps into the hip of a hippopotamus.
A coiled snake strikes
the head of a dancing horse.

A real tree on a real hill
bottle brushes below
an angel wing.

This October
presence is really something.

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2 Responses to Autumn Sky

  1. smilecalm says:

    i’m in autumn
    now, poetically 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. jurnul says:

    My favorite time of year, when the colors and shapes in nature look like poetry to me. Thanks for reading, SmileCalm!


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