Pretense of a Solstice by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Journey over time
end of a rainbow, end of a branch
plying of rhyme.
Clouds float by
adrift in a breeze, adrift through life
coursing onward.
Rainbow sleeps
edge of the day, edge of the night
now twilight time.
Full Moon rises
reddish pallor of a reddish haze
Sprites kiss the solstice.
Spring has come
warm is the sun, warm is the heart
blooming smiles.

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Ken Allan Dronsfield is a published poet from Oklahoma. He loves thunderstorms! His published work can be found in reviews, journals, magazines and anthologies throughout the web and in print venues. His poetry has been nominated for two Pushcart Prize Awards and the Best of the Net for 2016.
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