Clouds bilious accumulate towering and flimsy- blowing down the sky flits
a scrap of newspaper- whirling and curling overhead, riding the seaward breeze-
it’s The April issue of The Caterpillar Dub and it’s coming your way….. and
it’s blowing away down the street… a gust picks it up and into the sky it’s
whirled-
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Whirling Swirl 49
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