Sunday, August 27, 2017

Late Pears (Day 221)

Late pears drop through 
branches and leaves  landing 
with muffled plops on 
overgrown grasses  rotting in 
the sun  drawing bees and 
hornets to sip delicately at 
trickles of hot syrup  
soon leaves slip off trees and 
ships rock  creaking with truth 
and frustrated eagerness  
slickly filtered through a veil 
of midnight smiles.



(c) 2017, by Hannah Six 

Image: KRiemer