After a night of rain
eucalyptus hangs heavy and redolent with damp breath.
Ground fog clings to unmown grasses in the park
where the dog bounds like a joyful shadow.
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everything is new, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
Michael Hogan totally captures the sound, the smell the essence of the moment and feeling of two places, so distant in time and makes them simultaneous by putting the simplest words through his cosmic multiplier, as only he can do. a great poem!
Gracias, Miles. Un abrazo.