Soft lemon quell
—-dead inside, dying sun is chirping and cutting and churning out its last few drops of lemon bursts, before aching, fiery death, gasping death quell
By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Volkan Olmez on Unsplash
soft burst of tart sun
Our crescendo fell, a quell
Dying for your poem.
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Nicely done
Evoke strong emotions and imagery. I enjoy reading them and appreciate the creativity.👌👍👍