Breaking early without the lingering
after-rain clouds camped upon ridges
of damp clay and granite turned green,

fractured blinding light claims November
flesh glistening from branch to twig,
dripping jewels, millions of diamonds

sparkling across the flats and we are rich
and shivering, warming deadened scars
around coffee cups to share the moment.


3 responses to “COFFEE AT SEVEN

  1. I like your November.

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  2. Very nice

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