Summer sketch

Summer sketch

Rain drips through 
            our summer days
and at night
           the fine arts
of the stars
           are banished

Wake to grey clouds
           a cool westerly
and the silence of birds
           rose petals
in the garden
           dripping wet

John Lyons

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