Evening Observations
Evening Observations
orb spider -
trying to stitch together
this broken world
midnight -
the dead plum tree
blossoming stars
the evening
deepening my silence -
I let go of words
how fragile -
to be set adrift
in such a vast still
late evening -
a spiders web
has caught my curses
Copyright © Connor Abbey | Year Posted 2025
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