poetry

Not yet strangers…

green trees under the cloudy sky

On a strange day
the sun went down at noon
and in a strange way
I knew we were doomed.

We’re in a strange place
where birds sing out of tune
and in this strange embrace
a rift between us bloomed.

© Nancy Botta, 2018

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