Summer is Passing
Haiku poetry
Summer is passing.
Hot days slowly build the storm
Thunderheads abound.
Wild winds, lashing rain.
Parched ground sighs its relief.
Sun returns again.
Cycle of Summer.
Stupefying, numbing heat,
Cool-changes. Repeat.
Summer is passing.
Hot days slowly build the storm
Thunderheads abound.
Wild winds, lashing rain.
Parched ground sighs its relief.
Sun returns again.
Cycle of Summer.
Stupefying, numbing heat,
Cool-changes. Repeat.
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The Lark shares fictional short stories and poetry
I am retired, enjoy reading, writing and painting watercolours. I keep a curious outlook on life. Remember the past. Live in the present. Welcome the future