Nothing stops

The fecund stink of fresh turndown earth
Sweet summer grass spouts green stalks
The soft bud peaks in the still gray of dawn
Fresh air and the slice of cold wind
Lost amidst the summer waves
Soft wind
Warmth of day grows
Heat builds
Secrets whisper
Bones ache with tired
Brain fills with lies that sound like truth
Sleep the only refuge from hopes blade
But still
The heat envelopes
The night closes in
Stars breathe life to darkness
And the moon
Rises

One thought on “Nothing stops

  1. Coyote from Orion June 25, 2018 / 12:10 am

    Would be nice to be out of the city. You immediately evoked the olfactory sense of the country. Cheers 😄

    Liked by 1 person

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