Scissor Happy

Annette Marie Hyder

The wind, a pair of scissors
in the sky’s (stage decorator’s) hands today,
cuts tree leaf shadows into the bright pavement
creating chiaroscuro at my feet.

Meanwhile the clouds rehearse for Armageddon
stacked up in terrifying heights
and stage makeuped  black and green
to go with their white.

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