August LightA Poem by FabianaThe trickling beams highlight The rich greens and yellows As they rustle in the breeze Tearing from their mooring They fly like tiny ships home across the ever changing waters Watching the ships flip over and over in an endless turquoise sea I sprawl on my blanket With eyes and breath open The leaves raining down, kissing my knees On this perfect summer day © 2013 FabianaReviews
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