Country Walk Poem by soren Barrett

Country Walk

Tobacco green wave on hills
golden wash of sun flowing
from morning's fountain spills
over undulating seas growing

Helios inscribes his time consuming arc
cloud numbers move across sky's clock
painting hands, shadows long and dark
dirt road behind, now a wake on my walk

Sunday, September 15, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: green,numbers
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