Blue Sky
Sky sings
a melismatic blue
as whispers of clouds
strum backdrops for
Rosebuds, pink.
October warmth oozes
like fragrant oils upon
ageing flesh.
Luscious living.
National Poetry Day: Blue Sky
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Late Summer
Leaves curling, turning.
Soon, swish-crunch under foot as
summer slides away.
Cold months in view come too soon;
hibernation seems fitting.
Photographer: Sandra Bortocha
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