Poetry comes alive

by Jem Croucher

Midnight petrichor
the earth brings me to her and
night time takes me there

Sometimes my best words
come in the small hours
when I should be deep in slumber

Midnight petrichor
The fragrance of a day ended
when poetry comes alive

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

7 Comments to “Poetry comes alive”

  1. Wonderful sentiment and thanks for the new word 🙂

  2. “Midnight petrichor”. So cool. 🙂

  3. midnights are beautiful.
    And inhaling petrichor in those hours is a bliss.

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