[Every Monday (until I run out of them), I’m posting a poem of mine that has fallen out from the submission process for some reason. In most cases, it will be one where I’ve received no response to my submission for at well over a year or more. Maybe the magazine I submitted them to has folded, the submission was lost in the post, or whatever. So, these poems can be seen as lost, orphans, of uncertain status, or something like that.]
These poems are also posted to ABCTales.
One Such Morning
A misty early morning, barefoot run
in dewy grass. You in a floating dress
so thin, I can almost see right through it.
And your night tumbled hair and summer smile
with fading memories of falling rain
still fresh in your so eager morning eyes.
should be more than enough for anyone.
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