nightbird
a hint of burgundy
pink froth over blue grey
dawn breaks
a dark private jazz
of crickets – shadow shuffle
a hollow hush electric
tanned green smoke
- fanned air in
a stilled room
eyes take over
take it in
lone crimson overdue
shapeshift diffuse
gold into blue
fade to nothing
day breaks in
eyes take over
shut it out
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you noticed the smoke up there.
thats good.
thanks soumik, you were perhaps unwantingly the only right.
how come no one blogs anymore?
it was a good thing while it lasted i guess…