Figure of Speech, My Ass!

Dawn broke. It wasn't a very nice morning.
Shards of sky were stabbed into our lawns
And flower beds. Still-burning embers
Of the sun had set homes everywhere alight.
It took all day to clear the wreckage. Once
We had, the night began to fall.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-05-10 at 19:51

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