The day unwinds
The sun looks tired
Clouds hang lethargically in the sky
Distant buildings have lost their form
And traffic builds
As quitting time draws nigh
I sip my wine and close my eyes
Feel the caress of a timid breeze
Ignoring how the hour flies
Shadows stretch as evening yawns
Awakened once again
I serenely toast another day goodbye
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Poems Primarily Narrative (or not)
PoetryFIRST PLACE COFFEE AFTER DARK WRITING CONTEST - JULY 2020 This collection has no particular category or message. They are errant thoughts and observations on various subjects. If interested, I hope you find some you enjoy.
