Storms blow and disappear
The atmosphere absords in fear
She exhales fear into tears
It is cool with long threads
And tames the old man’s rest
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Storms blow and disappear
The atmosphere absords in fear
She exhales fear into tears
It is cool with long threads
And tames the old man’s rest
There is some lovely language here. I especially like “She exhales fear into tears” both for its imagery, but also for the rhythm of the line.
I’m happy ypu like it. Thanks for the read, Christinatangbernas