Life With Horace

poetry & essays

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I sit in sun below a trellis
richly hung with jasmine
growing from a thick gray
twist of trunk,
upper tendrils branching
green and lushly budded,
some just opened,
their aroma floating out
on soft inland drafts,
trailers of delight
to lull us later
into perfumed sleep


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for day 28 of NaPoWriMo 2014

Author: Life With Horace

poetry & essays

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