Winter

by

Kafi Cosette' Sondai

The bare branches of the trees, black against
the somber blue grey of the sky...

Angling haywire like sticks stuck in
a twilight zone, suspended,... splayed.

Naked, the branches have lost their clothing... the green
refined finery of spring, the drooping dowdy laden heat
of summer... the sassy vibrant brassiness of fall...

Branches stripped. It is winter.

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