Summer's end
Dry ghosts whispering
through tall yellowing tassels
of late summer corn
Parched
loneliness baking
cracks deep into my landscape.
i persist here, parched
through tall yellowing tassels
of late summer corn
Parched
loneliness baking
cracks deep into my landscape.
i persist here, parched
6 comments:
Both of these are wonderfully vivid!
The first one is ok .. but the second one made me stand up and take notice.
Thank you for the kind compliments! if you have any suggestions for improvements, please let me know.
Tumblewords: I'm a big fan of your poetry and fractals!
Amias: Looking forward to reading more of your blog! what I've seen so far is great!
you have chosen words that take me into your tale. Each poem is wonderful.
These are startling. Thanks.
The promise of the rains compells us to fight our thirst.
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