Poem #13 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: A Book of Clouds.
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distance
always holds
the steady light
it’s nearer me
that it
falters
~
A Book of Clouds #13: the faltering distance
Seventeen Syllable Poetry 
ahh.
this is similar to a black and white photo I bought at a show about three years ago. I have been trying to paint clouds but never get close. So I will just admire them
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They’re beautiful things.
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