Change coming perhaps

December dawn 6

beneath these trees I sit
waiting for the storm
listening to its dark beat
carried on the wind
echoes of heaving waves

dull grass
deep as repressed desire
rolling grey as winter oceans
and the ghosts of lost sailors
calling

I listen for the night leaving
in the blustery sky
where ice melts slow as fading stars
and feel the earth wake
flower-red

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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.

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