Thursday, May 2, 2013

storm

beautiful sunset
warm breeze from the ocean
“James, be careful!”
“I am, I am, Don’t worry so much.
Something so beautiful could never hurt me.”
the creamy white sands
of the beach were
beginning to be blown away

storm approaching

forest green
and
creamy white
            turned to dark grey
                        to nighttime black

            “James, be careful!”
            “I am, I am, Don’t worry so much.
            Something so beautiful could never hurt me.”

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