The man-of-war floats.
in the soft cool air.
His fingers graze
leaf topped trees.
Their life slowly
withers,
leaving,
only brown hard death.
© rlbusséll 2018
a tree in the snow tendrils from the sky
Man-of-war
The man-of-war floats.
in the soft cool air.
His fingers graze
leaf topped trees.
Their life slowly
withers,
leaving,
only brown hard death.
© rlbusséll 2018
a tree in the snow tendrils from the sky
rl busséll — poet 
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