Poetical Forms
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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White clouds forming clusters about the sky,
spreading ever wider, shutting out the blueness
of an early morning sky.
Chilly little breezes, combing the atmosphere,
yet the sun still chooses to warm me while
sitting in it's soothing light.
Calmly and energetically thinking of many things,
allowing my mind to cogitate and find the best
place for them to shine in poetical forms.
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