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Summer wept at two o'clock each day
evening Sun warmed the world dry
it took September to see
You were the fog at dusk
curling back to clouds
as Night fell on
the sweetest,
briefest
dream
About the Creator
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Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
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Eye opening
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Comments (7)
Beautiful as it was clever. Wonderful work
love your poems, really amazing
The imagery and language you’ve woven together is downright hypnotic! Outstanding nonet!
Zara said it perfectly, Morgana! You mine image and emotion in this piece like a master. An absolute beauty!
"it took September to see You were the fog at dusk" <= I'm so obsessed with that! You've really done an excellent job capturing that dreamlike retrospect here. Just lovely! <3
ah shucks. That first line is amazing. Not that the other 8 aren't...but what a way to start. It's good getting more Morgana in the notifications!
Thanks for this piece, on point and relevant