Saturday, March 21, 2026

Dash Salter

    I came and it went by
I think I even thought
       upon beauty on an edge
                             of day in a field.
swaying willows.
   deep deluge down to dark.
     colors of sunlight.
                       smell sharp of sunlight.
  colors of love.
               speak to me.
     countlessly briefly.
           nights passed
       and the sun never went down.

©John Edward Smith Jr.

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