White blanket
hangs heavy, quilted
(or wispy,
threadbare, scant)
smoothed out wide across the sky
to cover earth's bed.
~ Tamary Shoemaker
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(This is a shadorma - syllable pattern 3/5/3/3/7/5 - and a response to a prompt at NaPoWriMo to write a riddle poem.)
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