Friday, June 21, 2013

Foggy morning...

Foggy morn. Julie Clarke ©

Soft, crystalline particles
cover the ground.
It's powdery and wet underfoot -
Not even the Magpies care to warble in this three degrees.
It's as if Winter has caught in their throat, 
sticky and unyielding
and can't be dislodged.
The twisted trunk and leafless branches of the
Gold Rain Tree says it all
it's bare &
all slumbers under this sheet
of white.

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