THE SKY, THE LIGHT, MY BRAMBLES
is autumn’s landscape.
its dark blanket covers night.
comes morning sky. A flaming jewel.
Rolling ruby rivers of light.
and sat on the edge of day, watched
the black kettle night shy away.
Away my down-trodden brambles.
Dverse Quadrille “blanklet” 44 words sans title. © Misky 2020