EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Sunday, July 9, 2017
bosky
perfumed by sweet loam
and honey nectar of
life pulsing in
midsummer glory
nature whispers
in the bosky dusk
a symphony of
rustles and creaks
and soft padded feet
the dancers lit by firefly light
as day descends to night
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