A yearning
as sirens of
autumn’s breath
whisper words
of anticipation.
A rhythmic contralto
an echo to the soul
a welcomed unrest
as the valley chants
its familiar tune.
Mesmerized
is she as gleams
of heaven incensed
unveil a sight divine.
A prelude
as skies yield to
nature’s command–
a foretaste of the
promised cleansing
of her deliverance.
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Categories: All Poetry, Life & Love, Poetry by Phoebe
Beautifully written! Bravo!!
Thank you! 🙂
Really beautiful!
Thank you! 🙂
Link to my poem Storm : https://wp.me/p73yZZ-3Wy