Stained Glass Sunrise
I watch each stained glass sunrise as it surfaces from the sea
and each sunset, when dusk paints pastels with grand esprit
No fence surrounds my oasis, no flashing lights or blaring horns
and I've hybridized my roses, so no longer do they have thorns
September 4, 2020
Rithimus Divisa 5 Contest
Sponsored by: Greg Barden
Taken from 'Nestled in Daydreams'
Posted on August 18, 2020
Copyright © Jenna Logan | Year Posted 2020
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