Cornfields Whisper
Faded murmurs soothe new twilight
as a gentle smoke blows around the wind,
mild circles hushed by Virginia maize
along a dampened lane, rainy lane
bringing me back home with comfort,
after a calm storm light and breezy
with the falling of ashen branches,
ruffling the threads of sky with corn husks
and a tender whisper cradles the farm
rising like bread of morning,
when all else lays quiet in the twang of sunrise.
Copyright © Rora Onna | Year Posted 2013
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