October skies Covid-blue / clear as a bell call for an end to summer’s heat time for one last shinning / one last gasp. Leaves present their colorful eulogy leaving marks on flat smooth stones lacking summer’s warmth. As days close in, winter’s chilling bony finger beckons us enter her icy sepulchral interment. White snow […]
Awaiting Resurrection — Roth Poetry
° BLOG ° Gabriele Romano 
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