Rainbow Buffalo

Snow is coming white

Flakes will make a blanket

Will cover everything

White.

The new one is changing

Colors, brown to disappoint

Breathing autumn air

Already clouding.

 

The redheaded visitor

Weeps that color is gone

The greenhaired woman

Sleeps.


Black is the color

Of my true love's hair.

- Sally Clay
Northampton
Saturday, October 14, 1995

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