Sunday, March 08, 2009


The shingles on the roof like
layered papers in a collage of wind,
ice, snow, rain

The wind tears apart the clouds, so
blinding with hints of blue
tucked among the curves of the sky,
the tips of craggy mountaintops, and teetering cliffs.

The sun paints black figures as it
drips through the glass and onto
my book of yesterdays.


Maya Ganesan said...

Oooh, I especially love the last stanza.

Q said...

Pretty :)

Emily Ruth said...

ditto maya

I love it priya :)

Beth Kephart said...

Very nice!

Sherry said...

I like.

Priya said...

Thank you so much, everyone! Your comments make my day.

cuileann said...

I love this bit:
"a collage of wind,
ice, snow, rain"