Weather Or Not
Thunder rolls in the northeast
No winds but the scent of rain
Pervades the calm on the porch
Sun strikes a drooping ancient pine
Standing against a slate grey
Eastern sky as evening competes
With afternoon for first billing
On a sultry summer Sunday
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2019-07-29 at 01:42
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