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Cold Front
by t wagner

The wind picked up the other night
I thought for a moment it was a train
because the ground shook slightly and
there was the low familiar rumble I know with my eyes closed.
The wind came in slow waves and was a sign the weather has

Winds no longer mean thunderstorms and breezes after hot
They mean cold fronts and wind chills.
The wind picked up the other night.
I stood in a hallway in the dark and waited for awhile for it to
A half moon shone through a western window
with no clouds to obscure its blue light.

Only the tree limbs, swaying in the breeze:
Weary dancers out too late.


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