Thursday, June 2, 2011

Whole New World

Summer dusk gathers the remnant of day
Into her dark blue eyes
Night begins where the fading away
Of a sunset softly dies

The breezes shearing the dew-darkened lane
Arouses an earthy passion
Mingling with the scent of an afternoon rain
And dampened apple blossom

The hollow place just beneath the hill
Is obscured by slumbering air
Where unkempt gardens wildly spill
Like children with no care

She draws her knees up to her chin
Looks to the skies above
Inhaling the serenity and drinking it in
Like the evidence of love


1 comment:

Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!