Five Senses In Five Lines
The musk of damp earth after a coating of autumnal rain permeates,
Smoke upon distant chimneys, spiralled clumsily, enveloped by the evening sky,
Leaves underfoot make a crunching chorus, harmonious in their decay,
Mulled wine, offers a welcoming warmth on this crisp night,
Eyes feast as the setting sun bids, a blazing farewell to the day.
Billie J ©?
Copyright © Billie Jama | Year Posted 2023
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