nearby

 

Somewhere nearby,
a neighbour closes a window
against the change in weather.
It’s that kind of season.
We meet it as we are.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-05-07 at 01:33

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mickeko The PoetBay support member heart!
I did just that, yesterday. There's something quietly universal about that.
2026-05-07


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
A moments in life kind of poem ( of which I am exceedingly fond). Nicely done. Picture painted and the paint dry. :o) Blessings, Allen
2026-05-07


Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Fucking beautiful image you've conjured. I can SEE it
2026-05-07