Thursday, June 30, 2016

Lisa Brockwell #30 Last morning with project 366, in response to Kit Kelen’s Motley Man

The moon just a crescent on the wane,
the sun seeping the east with crimson,
I’m walking down the length of the front paddock
to retrieve the recycling bin. My son,
on his bike: Mum, there’s frost, I can feel the crunch!
The dawn just here and already so strong.

4 comments:

  1. Are you going too, Lisa?! I'll miss your daily inspiration here. Thank you for your beautiful poetry; I'll be on the look out for you, make no mistake:)

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    1. Dear Efi, yes, I'm finished my guest stint too and will very much miss your wonderful poems and the warm atmosphere on the blog. It's been lovely! And I look forward to reading more of your poems in the future, all best wishes, Lisa

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