The last breath

by Jem Croucher


One tiny splash of summer colour clings
Alone and fragile there
Abandoned by warmth it sadly sings
With its last breath to share



2 Comments to “The last breath”

  1. Nice one a suitable mood. It really like your poems they make me feel. I’m on my back at the moment so have plenty of time to take words in. At this end of the world it’s the opposite. Summer has just begun

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