Three A.M.
and the humid night
weeps softly
like a child.
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Scenes portrayed skillfully in narrative poem. Great mixed images freeverse style. Pls do review my latest poem too.
Just yesterday, while listening to old songs, the flood of summer days gone to the seclusion of stored up memories, came back unexpectedly...a postcard from my past. Your words echo the longing and loneliness I felt. You craft your emotions with such honesty. PEACE
Compelling care and compassion. Well done my friend!