~A sample of what you’ll find at my new blog, Astra Poetica~
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I often sleep through summer’s storm [an original minute poem]
I often sleep through summer’s storm
when nights are warm
and thick with dreams
or so it seems
the quilt pulled high covers my eyes
as lightning flies
like moon in shroud
of creeping cloud
I wake to find the darkened road
the flowers bowed
the sagging sky
the river high
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