A Day of Crystal Blue
Tales from the edge of the morning sky
English - August 25, 2022 16:00 - 44 seconds - 619 KBBooks Arts nature environment sustsainabilty earth seasons poetry pagan Homepage Download Apple Podcasts Google Podcasts Overcast Castro Pocket Casts RSS feed
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A day of crystal blue
and thin, fragile
morning light,
a single star hangs
in the heavens,
the last watcher
of a passing night.
For the wind,
is soft and gentle
passing through
the brittle hands
of leaves,
their trees bending,
moaning softly
in the memory
laden breeze.
For August
her lanes and fields,
empty of summer,
are passing ever
so quickly now,
as shadows steepen,
changing skies
hint and beckon
at the coming tithe
of autumn’s grey
and the keening steel
of September’s plough
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