Dawn
Written: November 09, 2023, For Andrea Dietrich
______________________________
Dawn
rays weave
amid clouds
each November,
dead twigs were drifting
oak trees, red-brown
beech, light tan
carved at
dawn.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment