Poetry
Saturday, April 26, 2008
THE LONG HOT SUMMER
Ends
In a downpour
Of water
And words
Sun
Hits
Warm wet dirt
Vapors rise
Grass glistens
Scents
Permeate
Grapes swell
Figs burst
Chimneys
Smoke
Chill
Creeps
Skin crawls
Light glows
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