The world goes dark,
The summer dies,
The scorched air filled
With lies and flies
The latter: swarming,
Headed south —
The former: ever near
Your mouth
The world goes dark,
The summer dies,
The scorched air filled
With lies and flies
The latter: swarming,
Headed south —
The former: ever near
Your mouth
Dear SR hope your day is going well. Mine has taken an uptick just from reading your poetry. I often divert my attention to one or more of your “Related Posts”: Today “Immersive Wonder” gave me connection and “to You” once again broke my heart for i would write it for someone i love if i could write as you do.
Thanks for posting
Holly (aitd)