Writing on the Wall

November 5, 2009

The fireball sun

Filed under: Bev's Blog — bevblog @ 4:40 pm
Beverley FryThe fireball sun burns
night-mist off window glass,
reveals a solitary bird
and warms a bare twig call.
Others jet over,
in five of spades formation,
plump underbellies hot-pink
and dark wings in sequence
beat blue space, 
breath clear cold air
where once were stars.

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