The Window

he waits
for his sunbath
in his precious window
the golden glow peeks through the clouds
calmly

***

crisp air,
eerie silence,
frozen wind sleeps on trees
chill whispers through the window chinks
he watches

***

© Balroop Singh
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Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write American Cinquain.

Thanks to Sadje for the photo prompt #WDYS –363

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