Written for: Sunday Whirl #411
Words: course, groan, still, find, melt, chime, oath, sign, water, beat, shimmer, short
Of course you can still find water
in short supply where last
of the shimmering ice floes
melted. There is no sign,
but there are bells chiming
nearby in the ancient tower–
an odd beat, more of
a groan. They all took
an oath . . . too late.
https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/
Like this:
Like Loading...
Related
About purplepeninportland
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.