Nat S Ford (natf) wrote,
Nat S Ford
natf

Evening

The sun
Casts long fingers
From tall skeleton
Poplars;

Clawing at
Long pale green
Blades of
Uncut grass;

Silhouette
Of grey buildings
On skyline
Imposed;

Scrapers
Reach the sky
Where the sun is
No more.
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