That Or Near Dawn

It was late-night, that or near dawn,
the place was empty save a few
older men, the early risers.
She came so close, I smelled the smoke,
whiskey heavy scent and turned to 
the return over the green lawn,
of sun alive, and then....I woke.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace