
A Hint of Sky Blue
There’s a sudden rip
in the clouds, as if
one hand pulls from the other,
an unclasping,
a division,
the way winter departs
from spring,
or
leaves fall from limbs.
And then the clouds return as one.
An embrace. Rejoined.
And snow falls again.
for dVerse Quadrille #121 “embrace” © Misky 2021
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