# Blue Skies

Author: Diavora
Tags: Freeform, Poem, Poetry, Rhyme, Sky, Winter

Desc from FA:
Small thing I wrote up sitting at the bus stop the other day.

Dormant branches reach up like fingers

to a cloudless sky,

where not even the bravest of crows fly,

and not a drop of summer's rain lingers.

  

Still the wind breathes,

stirring dead leaves.

  

The sun shines down bright,

warming only those under cover,

while the wind brushes like a lover

with the promise of a frozen night.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/k1VE4Djn