Poetry: Summer Free
Poem: Summer Free Hazy meets the summer morn.Fields full ripe with golden corn.Heavy green,the leaf in tree.Bramble tangled thorn,berry, bee. 1000 starlings swirl the sky.Mixing twirling screech & cry.While clinging frail to a fresh mown lawn.The myriad drops of a dew showered dawn. My bike rolls freeThrough the morning me.Fresh the red in a ripe…