Saturday, February 23, 2019

Revolution, No. 1


The gray of the day
was so complete
that it bleached the woods 
of all color 
save one

and that one was nearly overwhelmed
by the grueling singularity of 
the Gray 
and that one 
bleeding
damp
snatch of color was
a Surprise and 
a Promise and
all the Hope I needed
It was - 
Ha! - 
a Revolution

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