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- It was an out-of-season snowfall:
- A flurry of seeds, whisked by the air,
- Sink and bob, as sunfish eggs
- Rafting down a spring-thaw rill.
- Sub-lime sunlight streams about the seeds,
- And channels their sinuous meanderings.
- Like the humble land’s supple bough^
- To the sky’s sighs and the sea’s pleas.
- The easterly ebb of slowly zephyrs
- Tickles stems and trickle pad rapids.
- As a prowling kingfisher ever yearns
- For (up)drafts to rest his rowing wings.
- Cumulonimbus plumes drift on the-
- Breeze atop the westerly horizon;
- Frothing on eddying cirrus wisps,
- And stead’ly dousing the rising sun.
- To avoid the lightening and thundering rain^
- I hurriedly march to my nearby car.
- I drive straight home and straight inside
- Where I pace along my everyday.
- Two days passed ‘til I return to wander.
- Walking the water-felled woods, I wonder
- Why I wore nice shoes,
- And fear their sheen a thing to lose.
- Quick to spring the waterlogged trees,
- Brainstorming of my weathered boots,
- I fail to see, sailing aeronautically,
- skimming over hundreds of emerging dandelions.
- ^lightening(n.)/lightning
- ^bough/bow
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