Poem

Soldiers dreaming

30/07/2021 Rijul BallalLeave a comment

On a wind laden hilltop
a cloud flying through
misty curving roads
whichever way I turn
purple hill flowers,
the scent of dusk…
there! and there!
and even then…

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