Whispers a Breeze

Form: Two quatrains – alternating seven and five syllable lines

Blue skies fade behind the grey
he’s coming to fall
with gentle caresses he
quenches thirsty ground
At last the endless sun bows
down as grasses sigh
a floating desire whispers
a breeze – he is nigh
Photo by Aleksandar Pasaric on Pexels.com


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