A drab afternoon

Middle of the eastern seaboard

Under the heavy veil of fog and dim light

Gray folds over gray folds over gray

All the way to the sky

A wandering mist makes it’s way

Up and down the streets

Tightly knit to the snow unearthed

High temperatures transfer snow to air

The thirsty grass has had it’s fill

The winter storm gave more

Than tranquil

Winter rendered null under a small

Breaking orange sky

Car lights float like fairies in the lasting light

Yet a likely feeling so familiar

Nostalgic and driven

Car zippy

Zipping by

Tuesday skies