freewriting

sky

Early this morning as I looked outside I witnessed the red sky warning and a heavy cloud with the face of a demon being graciously persuaded by a slow north east breeze into letting go of themselves to become harmless smoky pieces and make way for the softest of powdery blues to take centre stage. 
Continuing on the theme of gazing... last night I watched the fullest of moons spread its super blue light across everything, I had to open the door so I could look at it without interruption from the cool pane of glass I was staring through. 
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