Hannah Six: Poems
Wednesday, January 1, 2020
The sky, a beach (1077)
The sky a beach swept
clear by the high tide
washed clean of light
and color by the setting sun
waits silent and pure
until the stars appear
one by one like twinkling
shells scattered across
a flawless sapphire strand
(c) 2020, by Hannah Six
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