Pools Of- Poem by Dianne Borsenik

Pools Of-



evening's window

setting sun bleeds
candy-apple copper
into the lake

and I find myself
thinking

the whole world
is a vampire

and it is getting
dark

Thursday, December 27, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: candy
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