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Storm

November 17, 2015November 17, 2015 ~ distilledvoice ~ 2 Comments

 

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From the prevailing west
Cyclonic lows
Push
Wet faced
Across
The foot scuffed
Rough,
Browning upon
The boundary rock,
Greying the low sky
And darkening every
Thoughtful perspective
To a buffeted corner
Of the wind swept mind.

© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015

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Sieve

November 12, 2015 ~ distilledvoice ~ Leave a comment

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A sieve
To strain gusts
Of leaf fall
And spore heady
Deluge
Strewn crisp
And thick
As winter snow.

© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015

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Storm

September 4, 2015September 4, 2015 ~ distilledvoice ~ Leave a comment

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Miasma condenses
Heavy blue
In the brooding
Underbellies
As if the cauldron
Were full
At a point of boiling
And might only ease
In manifestation
Of tearful rain
And reservoir’s
Releasing cascade.

© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015

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