
A test, perhaps, to see who lives till August
With mind and heart intact
Boiled down, diluted, merged with wet earth
In all its sodden tones, from dark to dank.
A sense of did that happen?
Pale shadows – memories starved of sun
Recounting, beer or second wine in hand
The glory of that ‘ May, then June, then…
This
©Stephen Tanham 2023
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog


A wet and gloomy July for sure, Steve. You captured it exactly as I’ve been feeling it.🌧️🌧️🌧️☔☁️
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Thank you, Michael! It was good therapy 😎
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