Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
mere words uttered in subtlest of melodies harmless dove's cooing harmony with morning in the old orchard, olives from a hundred years ago in an imagined descripted re vision, grown wild into a forest with hallways, listen.
0
Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 1:26 PM UTC
A remembered morning moment
mere words uttered in subtlest of melodies harmless dove's cooing harmony with morning in the old orchard, olives from a hundred years ago in an imagined descripted re vision, grown wild into a forest with hallways, listen.
First stanza of a Sunday in my environs on the face of this Earth.
kenpepiton
Written by
77/M/Pine Valley CA
Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 1:26 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem