Fallen Spring
It's an October sort of April
Cold and unforgiving
The trees' spider limbs
Scuttle across invisible webs
The clouds old women
With sterling silver hair
Spinning a concrete sky
Out of stone and steel
Rain dropped thermometers
With mercury linings
Unsettled and sickly
The sun is a zodiac in retrograde
It's a scorpio sort of day
Words: ©10/04/2020LCR
Image: CCO
Form: Metaphor
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