Silver in the Murk
By lupus tenebrae
Subtle stream,
the hints of silver
offset by the murk
like an abstract form of nature.
Leaves
turn premature crimson,
here, out of eagerness,
to shimmer,
like the aforementioned silvers.
At the border
where
lively birds chatter
and engines murmur,
there is a standstill.
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