rainy river road

sagging bruised clouds
crowded the flat dimpled water
glazed the curving roadway
to mirror brake lights, headlights
bathed the trees and bushes
docks and houses
in deja memory,
its own paynes gray
autumn ochres gave way to
low intensity prussian blues
occasional flocks of ducks
were blurred afterthoughts
tires sizzled in the glissure
of a mauzy snow-soon afternoon.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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