Tempest Poem by Randy Resh
Tempest
It’s the summer thunder
and I miss her wonder
As the wool is pulled to
bluest grey gaze
Abysmal and dismal
dervish dust sand
Far too-many days
too-many far days
I keep the windows open
Even echoes
should neither be alone nor
shut out
copyright R. Resh 2005
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