dVerse, Poetry, quadrille


open wound specter
waiting for life’s return
taking a tour to tomorrow

a seasonal whim
when the sun returns
wrapped in secrets

creating a calm
that wound it’s way
around a cloud

kept behind a hill
until a rainy day
when the rainbow arrives

dVerse Quadrille Monday What’s in a word, wound


2 thoughts on “sunset.listening

  1. Love the use of the homographic word in both contexts here. Would that, at least metaphorically, we could find a rainbow every day! 🙂 Thanks for posting!

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