leaflesstreetopsscratchthesky (2)

Sandra/Czandra S #40 Aug.9.13

I was laying by the river, trailing my
hand in the water, hoping to tickle a
fish or two
It was so peaceful and quiet, no wind
to speak of, not even a breeze
I began looking straight overhead
And in the silence I started to hear them
The denuded trees – late Fall aspens I
think, although they might have been
birches or poplars
It was hard to tell, they were so starkly
black against the white pre-winter sky
But clearly, they were scratching
At first I thought they were rubbing
against each other but no, not close
It was the sky they scratched
Clearly, as if they had nails, they reached
up and scratched away…it was lovely


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