Portent of Perseids
Bright day sets, burns my sorrow,
Strewn stars to dust the morrow ...
Trailing diamonds 'cross the skies -
Spark as hopes 'midst Heaven's eyes.
And should they find a shelter,
Through one soul that's set apart -
They'll end their fiery swelter ...
As fresh embers in ... my heart.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Early June 2018 Standard Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Sponsor.
~ 3rd Place ~ in the "Eight Lines" Poetry Contest, Joseph May, Sponsor.
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