John Scully

Rookie (19th October 1947 / London)

One Day In Summer - Poem by John Scully

When the morning was over
and the sun crumbling noon,
the ants kissed the patio dust
disappearing down cracks of the dead.

There was a living air of calm
as midday drifted into afternoon prayer,
and clouds drifted on the jib
caught by the waves of an evening som58164here.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 18, 2013



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