Summer-stirred

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 Earth is an echo of far-off seas...

The boardwalk is empty

Save for the snow

Muffling the murmur

Of summers-ago

 

Earth is an echo

Of far-off seas

Like glints of turquoise

Caught on a breeze

There is a hunger

The north wind keens

Taunting a hollow

Of what-have-beens

What-have-been mornings

Turn summer to fall

Ere brooding sky lowers

Its snow-flower shawl

The pen holds pictures

Pressed into word

As hearts held by winter

Are summer-stirred

© Janet Martin