C Is For


The wind is steady and strong
As evident in
The way the branches wave to me
And the wind-chimes reach my ear

The clouds roll in from the West
Plowing over the range
They encroach upon the city
In waves of white and gray

The Sun is stolen early
Not yet tucked in for rest
The last rays reach out
My eyes are drawn to the linger

The air is cooler now
And Winter can be smelled
I watch the Cold Front coming
And await renewing snow

*January dwindles, but Write Alm prompts are still available! Respond as inspired! Write, draw, take photos! Share! Or don’t! It’s just about creative practice!

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