Sunday, September 9, 2018

Marking My Horizon (Day 599)

Now I   away   intense 
heart remembering smoldering 
   words with which we parted
and you   a floating light   jewel-like 
buoy marking my horizon 
      appearing     disappearing   
consumed by secret rifts 
  in a not-so-placid sea 
  warm as June peaches   
ripening on a sun-blessed tree 
   at the farthest edge 
       of our wilding orchard


(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

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