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Posted to Action Poetry




today i sit hungry
staring at a once sunny sky
rapidly shifting into flat
winter
gray
i could quiet
my stomach's growls
by walking to the kitchen
but i am in love
with my view
of majestic maple tree branches
dancing smoothly
with snow
weak sunlight
and breeze