may be nice,
but it doesn't capture
that subtle conversation
between the soft blue-gray clouds
and the distant green-gray firs,
and the tinge of pink
where the sky touches down
And it can't capture
how still it is, all of a sudden,
as the distant crows pause their racket
and there's no car trekking down
the long surrounding road
Still enough to invite thunder
and maybe even rain,
unlikely but welcome
to sketch its verticality
all down the scene.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 30, 2021
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