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| Defiance by Jeanne Anthony |
Summer sun creeps over whining trees with sibilant spray of sizzle
Sussurrate wisps sift weary limbs searching moisture
Scorched grass crackles in flat despairing notes
Hissing air escapes roots begging mercy
Shadows are worthless blotches of muffled cries
Summer southern comfort
!Mes fesses
Pardon my French
4 comments:
lots of great Ss...makes this a slippery suculant success...ha. sounds hot though...
short but detailed.
Lovely! Are you a tree lover too?
Anna :o]
Very detailed with your words
Must be real hot with no shade for the birds
You can keep that kind of heat
As you make it sound neat
But wouldn't want to live under a sun like that
See it's late but I can still play when I chat..haha
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