by Ken W Simpson
Frogs croaked
from watery ditches
beside a lazy lane
and cows placidly grazed
in paddocks
beneath a fading sky
tinted pink.
Catatonic crows
snubbed
a cabaret of sparrows
commuting
between arthritic trees
sparsely draped
in mottled leaves.
Lengthening shadows
from the setting sun
spread across
the pale, tinted land
a rich tapestry
in hues
of purple, red and gold.
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From:
Ken W Simpson
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an Australian poet specialising in free verse., A number of my collections are available online at Amazon and elsewhere.
Last updated February 28, 2014