My poem: Weather
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stonepicnicking_okapiWeather by okapi
the weather is forgettable at best
with no bite or character, a dull complaint
made duller by unfashionable wadding.
hulking mass of discomfiture. And cold.
the sky agrees, horizon permitting
only one shade of unremarkable
yet serviceable gray in which to bathe
the bister landscape and its interloper
then, with a tap of cosmic paintbrush, mites
come dancing. doubts dispelled, wonder sets in.
And prayer. awakened, eyes seize the moment
when radii increase. the blank page fills.
the weather is forgettable at best
with no bite or character, a dull complaint
made duller by unfashionable wadding.
hulking mass of discomfiture. And cold.
the sky agrees, horizon permitting
only one shade of unremarkable
yet serviceable gray in which to bathe
the bister landscape and its interloper
then, with a tap of cosmic paintbrush, mites
come dancing. doubts dispelled, wonder sets in.
And prayer. awakened, eyes seize the moment
when radii increase. the blank page fills.
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