Stillness sits like heat
gathered in the early hours
summer smells like new born day
distant thrums rattle glass
a kookabarra calls to
sol rising nearly
tumbled sheeting paints
tangled legs arms splayed randomly
summer smells like weariness
Categories
Stats
Archives
- May 2012
- April 2012
- March 2012
- February 2012
- January 2012
- December 2011
- November 2011
- September 2011
- August 2011
- July 2011
- June 2011
- May 2011
- April 2011
- March 2011
- February 2011
- January 2011
- December 2010
- November 2010
- October 2010
- September 2010
- August 2010
- July 2010
- June 2010
- July 2009
- June 2009
- May 2009
- April 2009
- March 2009
- February 2009
- January 2009
- December 2008
