Foliage Flatlands

utterly bewildered
I stood by the nightfall
of stilly midsummer
withering away
with my
westward companion

the glimmering light
of former fears
and penitent pocketbook
faded in a distance
and imperious presage
of perfunctory morrow
drifted with driftwood
into the vast greenish seas

then evening was renewed
with foliage flavor
willows and poplars
entwined and enthralled
and according to accordion
divine divers live in flatlands

by William Greco

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