Hammock
Hemp woven like cradle
Hanging on summer trees;
Haven of net drifts, as
Hands clutch iced lemonade …
Heat tans our skin, while breeze
Hums evening’s melody
Hushing thoughts, we unwind.
2/21/2017
Pleiades H Contest for Kim Merryman
Checked via howmanysyllables.com
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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