Conversations (XVI) — to the first snow
From a mostly blue sky
A few stray flakes sink.
But the vultures donโt fall —
More weightless than air
Drifting with a gray horizon.
From a mostly blue sky
A few stray flakes sink.
But the vultures donโt fall —
More weightless than air
Drifting with a gray horizon.
Nice poem, Jeff. Wishing you a lovely new year! ๐
And the very same to you, sir! May 2017 be a banner year for poets! If it is, then it will indeed be a banner year for everybody.
Very kind. Indeed.
I expected this form u. Ur writings are very good to read. ๐ ๐
Thank you!
And a HAPPY NEW YEAR !! ๐
And to you. Let’s all have a great 2017.