The Grey

The Grey

Flowing like silk

off ancient sculpted cliffs

draping across the sky,

the grey smothers the sun

and the geese cry, “Why? Why?”

Sheri Edwards  

02.05.23   036.365.23

Poetry/Photography

https://youtu.be/Rev4-0Utad0

https://flic.kr/p/2ofqRwN

Fog rolls off the basalt cliffs of the Grand Coulee in Banks Lake, WA on a January winter day

https://twitter.com/grammasheri/status/1622402229541154822?s=20&t=IMflrQhKLqs3dKAiKSNZAg

https://sheri42.net/2023/02/05/the-grey/

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