Posted by: Ron DuBour | August 27, 2019

THE MORNING~by Stephen J Miles




Image may contain: text that says 'THE MORNING Crisp under foot solidifying fading faith the chill fusses the nipping breeze declaring love this land dipping and turning, this and that rolling over and over Turner, splashes his oil onto my canvas the morning sunlight peaking crescendo onto summits dropping shadows into undulations smell air, lung upon lung clear, clean without dilution the morning song birds darting about me, chattering singing such nonsense brokering bargains declaring loves see no human form hear no trivial pursuits detect odour of cordine the morning sours with acrid actions and man pulls trigger. copyrightfMiles 2018'

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