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blue sky peeking through
in the morning light
possibility singing
never surrender
the well lit blue sky
as summer’s glory descends
birds sing from the trees
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moon and stars hidden
the motion of clouds sublime
shimmering stillness
the sky growing dim
birds still singing out their work
I watch the clouds blur
as I gaze skyward
those cold little points of light
sing to me of hope
In these violent and cruel times, I seek out hope. I believe humanity has a future, and it’s better than this. I believe….
below the sunset
and the glorious red sky
soon the songbirds sleep
Moving through my neighborhood, a suburb of Seattle, as the sun does as it must. Gravity’s handiwork across this sky. Rain started to fall as I neared home.
dawn’s approach
dancing through the clouds
birds boldly calling
Light across the sky
Beauty of Seattle’s sky
Patience of flowers
As the evening comes
And the sky darkens slowly
The air feels autumnal
I hope your evening was delightful.
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 