Roy Storey

Rookie (10 september 1939)


Poem by Roy Storey

Smell of burning
wood on the air.
smoke drifts
trough the trees.
Lazy white gray
clouds moving
out to nothing
on the evening

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 1, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, August 20, 2010