Sunday, November 22, 2020

In this Van Gogh moment

In this Van Gogh moment
In the swirls of the air
Jumping the blowing leaves
With joy and without care

Firm puddles of black tar
Like sand traps on a course
Avoiding these leaps with
Dots and dashes of Morse
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