Echo
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1 min readSep 23, 2020
Nightly, at last gasp
Of day, a young winged thing
Sings out, seeks
Colour, dying in clouds
The dry air rattles
Back, blue shadow songs.
Thank you, Richard L. Boyer, for this lovely One Line poetry prompt over on Chalkboard. Thanks also to Kathy & Harper for all your hard work!
Check out the prompt below and play along!
