The Magic Hour
Dawn's
Stillness
Invites me
Vermillion hills
Clouds' engulfing tangerine stillness crests
Tension sloughs, blows away like old snakeskin
Desert rain scent
Cleansing me
Pedal
Flow
Smile
Conceals
Morning’s ride
Heart's treasure trove
Work’s gray walls can't touch my bright turquoise glow
7/18/16
© by Author
Contest: Triple Tetractys 2
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Syllable count confirmed at howmanysyllables.com
Copyright © Tom Quigley | Year Posted 2016
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