The Poet Enters - During The Drought
The ground was so hot that waves of heat rose skyward, like invisible ribbons, shimmering in the wind. Looking through these transparent ribbons, the buildings seemed to be melting in the sunlight.
Enter The Poet - A Little Up, From Down
From time to time, there are moments within life, which we can enjoy; often, they are so few, that we spend more time recalling them, rather than enjoying them. 😞
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