Frabjous Times

scifaiku poetry triolet rhymed

What they left behind

triolet
It looks like someone else’s sky,
steel gray and pinched around the edge;
withholds its color from the eye.
It looks like someone else’s sky
that’s never seen a soft wing fly.
Since metal servants broke their pledge,
it looks like someone else’s sky,
steel, gray, and pinched around the edge.
Last modified: Sat Dec 2 10:57:49 EST 2006
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Previously published: Thu Nov 30 06:33:56 2006