The Such Of A Lighted Sky

pebbles of refracting drops
fall from the cracked clouds
troubled be the harsh wind,
dispersed afloat the grounded browns.

when the grumbling electric
resounds beneath standing builds,
a little buds, are tracked chills
to the dewy leaves, vibrating slowly

the horde of nigh gray
as if eating the day's light
into the cripples of people's brows
rushing away by the city's pave

Gearing the blessed weather wheel
the cold light, of such a sky
another dream to be swept away
by the blinding ray, crossing time.

by Julia and V

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