Spinny Things

Posted on February 26, 2022 by | Leave a comment

Spinny Things

dot the landscape,

take my breath away,

and face the oncoming

with all the calm

that a monolith can muster.

All breeze and bluster?

Probably;

but, never the cause of a wind-up.

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