A cotton-candy morning,
pink sky and river water
frame a bumpy log jammed
against the shore.  Wooden stage
supports six geese, a chorus 
announces the day.
Pastel scene defies slashes 
of deep colors, thunderstorms 
headed our way.  Intense
confrontations rage
on our streets. 

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