Poems by Steven Federle
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Storm Clouds in October
Grey,
torn, and twisted
they fill the sky
with the slow motion
of gods.
Scraping hills
rising past the dry heights
they promise rain
and new life.
(25 Oct. 2016)
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