Cardinals fly in
To my feeder late each day
Splendid ruddy hues
Humid, thick, sticky
Almost a sea fog each morn
July in the tropics
Turquoise looking glass
Waves rolling gently to shore
Tinkle of sea shells
Thick, sheeting rainfall
The cloud opened up and sobbed
Cleansing nature’s soul
Periwinkle sky
Pink, orange, lilac skyline
Daybreak or nightfall?
Kristin Sadler 2012
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