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Patched Skies


Kitty Kahlua.

Patched Skies

Above me the skies are patched,
the lower clouds over the condominium roofs
parallel the dark shingles and above deeper shades
solidly rise to wisps spotted with ominous clouds.

Late fall most leafs have fallen and have been
blown away by the Hispanic crew of the landscaper
and the lawns with late green colouring
will not grow any more until spring...
this is the season for silent replenishment.

Thanksgiving will soon mark fruition's harvest,
when those with prayers will search heavenly
and the realistic will gorge themselves too...
the hungry will remain for there are no plans
to fill the coffers of those suffering...

Above it all the endless space will remain
changing its face never quite the same,
dotted by flights of birds passing by...
winged wonders free of the burdens of
civilizations with problems unresolved.

14th November 2005

Author: Roy Schoenberg - Bay Shore, New York, USA

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