Clouds promise rain and storms.
The sunset fades in the rearview mirrow.
So quickly from calm to storm.
This change has a name.
We call it March.
This is Oklahoma.
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Showing posts with label I - 40. Show all posts
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Friday, September 30, 2011
Rearview sunset
The sun seems brightest when it is low in the sky.
It will soon be only the day's memory.
It is still too bright to gaze upon.
At least directly.
This is Oklahoma.
It will soon be only the day's memory.
It is still too bright to gaze upon.
At least directly.
This is Oklahoma.
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