Thursday Think Tank, Poets United:#64 Sunflowers
End of Summer
Late August
Morphs into September
Sunflowers line the road ways and lanes
Who plants them
To come up each year
Bees gather round
Lick up their golden sweetness
Flower of the Sun
Foretells a winter
That is soon to appear
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Theme Thursday: prompt Curious
Curious
Exactly what blue is the sky
How will the sun rise today
Quietly without fanfare
Or gloriously as if for the last time
Will there be a smile on your lips
As our eyes meet
What words will find their way
Upon the page as I write
What dreams will appear
When I close my eyes to sleep
I am curious like the cat
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