I AM NOT AFRAID

Listen…silence is broken

Lone lobo laments his lonliness

In the still of the sultry night

I am not afraid

Moon flowers look to the stars above

Heat lightning foretells the future

Storm a’coming; I feel it in my bones

I am not afraid

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For dVerse Poets – Quadrille (44 words) # 31 – Still

Use the word ‘still’ in any form we’d like, in a poem only 44 words long.

Quadrille #31

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