Prelude to Drought

SamF poems, Weather July 25, 2018December 3, 2018 1 Minute

There.

Heat furrowing sweet spaces:

Shadowy reminds,

Of yesterday missed,

Amidst the cruel promises of

Incessant tomorrows.

The daily rhythm now:

Broken,

Pulsing softly.

None of this can be undone.

Published by SamF

Published July 25, 2018December 3, 2018

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