Daily poem: Florescence 25

 

So much sun so yellow,

distant, winter’s bellow,

spring chords, flute and cello, seasons flow.

 

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

17 thoughts on “Daily poem: Florescence 25”

      1. I don’t mind it in the daytime. There is a general hum of bird noise all the time. It’s at night when there’s just the one, and it seems to be sitting on the windowledge…

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