The sounds all around me
muffled this morning
the air gray, cotton
like falling into batting
no edge to the clouds
gathered down, around me
drinking the sounds
the world becoming silent
Brightening yet awash
with muted colors
paisleys, swirls
dancing, alive before me
but held by the grip
the rain wrapped round us
not letting me go
Edited October 31, 2013
“The Muffled Morning – v3”
Edited April 24, 2013
“The Muffled Morning – v2”
May 19, 2010
“The Muffled Morning”
about our walk to the
Pembroke Village School
Pembroke, NH
May 19, 2010
and the quiet this morning
because of the rain
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