Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Take us far away Summer

Full moon
In the cherry tree
Ripe to pick
(simultaneously published at POETS The Original)

This moon festival
The kids are out of house now
Shadow’s company

Morning is coming
With sunlight and noise and folks
Newspaper’s ready

Blood leaking out
Of a slender pale neck
Love given by a vampire

Streak of mist
Sky void of birds
But their twittering

Drab morning
Summer slumbers in green
But why leaves of fall?

Pale light summer night
Last raindrops are falling down
Cat hunts after rats


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