Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Summer Ongoing





Can’t hide
In the dust
The wind

(simultaneously published at POETS The Original)

Rainy night
Lightning flashes
What a sudden life!

Misty morning
Flies still rest
Cows ruminating

Storm passed
Rain passed
No sunshine yet

Behind dark windows
A movement
No lights flashing

Different landscapes
Far from town
Same cicadas

A new dawn
Moon’s retreating
Birds chirp

What lies
Beyond the moon?
The eagle might know


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