Sunday, February 01, 2009

an afternoon

one.

mildly ruffling
each limb
a curving masterpiece

brightened by the late afternoon sun

needles feathering downward

behind
a window waits
bordered by brick

rectangle panes

two.

shadows creep
the crevices of bark
darkened

sinster greens speak

three.

one last streak of light
splays across the scene

trunks bared
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