Poetry Clips – Morning Song From A Blushing River (Night Secrets)


Night secrets flow

Whispering

In the dark

A morning song

From a bashful river

Drifts through the hourglass

Into the blackened silk

Whispering

To the dawn

Flooding the morning

With the heady scent

Of jasmine

© Ann Bagnall

Inspired by a Twitter prompt #BlackDahliaProse

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