A Last Good Summer

TashInTheClouds
Nov 7 · 1 min read
Photo by Daria Shevtsova from Pexels

In the sunshine, I may write
a happy poem
beneath a feijoa tree,
while the spiderwebs cling
to its twigs, a splay
so brittle and thin.

Vodka martinis
in a summer blouse.
A sartorial smile,
just for one.

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TashInTheClouds

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A poet that enjoys the 'eureka' moments in writing, as well as the settings that inspire them - urban jungles and other wilderness alike.

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