Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Kerri Shying R # 104 - Summer awake

Summer awake
 for CS
Exercise the sash
 cords    they will
rot away on site
 inside the
frames     if not
 reminded to perform

the first smell
 day arouses     bushfire
sounds inside the chest
 the fleeing thoughts
 from tragedy     begin
asthma puffer drifts     to hand
 the remedies    we hope
together    swift sure

time a commodity
 futures exchange
past for the plunder
 why wait


  1. This poem moved me, really lovely despite the "sad mood" inside

  2. Thank you Beatrice, this means a great deal to me, your own work inspires me to try French again, it has such a good sense of mood.


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