September The First.

Another snippet of ‘poetry fluff’.

Today

September sleeps…

Her sighs, soft as an

eyelash sweep

bear no voice to

stir the leaves,

time drifts on

somnolent,

silent.

© sweetwater 2020
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Savvi

The softest of moments captured in one breath Sue, this is delightful and a new word, somnolent, what more could I ask for. Keith

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