Monthly poem - September
Apples fall or fatten,
the earth is bone dry.
A fox barks in the wood.
Teachers move like shadows into school
re arranging lessons and their lives
under a bright blue sky;
last swim in the outdoor pool.
Books shut with a thud,
on a lazy afternoon, even poetry may be read and understood.
Jehane Markham is a true poet...
her poems glow like impressionist paintings.
Love wells up out of Jehane Markham's
work... it made me cry.
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Sixteen Sunsets - Poetry meets the Blues
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