It's just poetry, it won't bite


08.09.17 Posted in today's words by

Douglas Polk’s most recent poem to appear here was “Fireflies” (July 2017)

By Douglas Polk

sweet the smell of cedar and pine,
lonely survivors,
along rivers hidden in among the hills of sand,
only among friends,
willing to take the time to truly know,
water bubbles from the underground,
cold and refreshing,
in this desert of sand and grass.

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