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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

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Posted on June 27, 2018 at 6:56 AM in Jeremy, Photos, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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7 Comments to “Poetry comes alive”

    
  1. Steve Kittell
    June 27, 2018 at 2:30 PM

    Wonderful sentiment and thanks for the new word 🙂

    Reply
  2. Rhyme In Time
    June 27, 2018 at 4:00 PM

    “Midnight petrichor”. So cool. 🙂

    Reply
  4. Swati Khatri
    July 18, 2021 at 12:32 PM

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

    Reply
    

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