Near Summer’s End

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #518

Words:  carpets, lining, candlelight, land, tears, touching
        line, kneeling, down, flowers, late, wheels

Wheels of summer spin
rain and heat.  Late 
living flowers drop
petals on land forming
carpets at base of trees.
I kneel down to touch
the dewdrop tears in
morning sun.  By evening,
a line of ominous clouds
parts.  Zig-zags of purple
lightning, and bombs
of thunder drive everyone
to shelter indoors.  Some
eat by candlelight as
power fails, and house
lights shiver, then

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.
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2 Responses to Near Summer’s End

  1. trishsplace says:

    Love it. Especially, dewdrop tears.


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