Blowing bubbles

[birdonthewire]

The sun died and the white half moon
showed itself. With it came very many
honking cars and screeching buses, raising
the pale brown dust from the ground
to the twilight sky. As night fell
a hushed pall of dark brown gloom
descended on black leaves and gray flowers

The morning comes and magic like
the leaves are green,the

Comments

[deponti]

Beautiful words. Er, you don't think rain had anything to do with it? ;)

[birdonthewire]

heh, I like it that you say words! Sometimes, I rather unnecessarily make a poem out of a paragraph, methinks! :)

It's summer - no rain! And spoils the charm, no? :)