Rising sun filters
through new green leaves, igniting
cherry trees beyond.
A line of crows sits across
the road cawing harsh critiques.
JDG
Rising sun filters
through new green leaves, igniting
cherry trees beyond.
A line of crows sits across
the road cawing harsh critiques.
JDG
I agree. Those last two lines seem to ignite the beauty of the first three. Well crafted, well crafted!
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Thank you so much, LuAnne. I love idea (and the words) that the “last two lines seem to ignite the beauty of the first three.”
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Unexpected twist at the end! He doth protest too much. =)
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🙂
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