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The Longest Day

Fire that burns across the sky

Sun standing overhead at high noon

What waits in the East each morning to illuminate all life

A mirror of solar plexus surge

Listening to the joy of green things in glory

Heat of light, transmuting into verdant growth

Never to be taken for granted.

Burning light: so necessary and so lovely.

~MB

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(OK, cool prompt, but that was tough one.)

Noon day sun standing still above the sharp sky

Burning in the smouldering breath of still air

This day sweet spring gives way to summer's hardness

Silently watching

Lazy drip of sweat sliding down a taut neck

Chink of a pick on buried stone in hard clay

Sundering earth revealing the hidden roots

Sheltering insects

Listening to birds mourning dead Dumuzi

Body newly torn, exiled to down below

What waits him in her palace of mystery

Rustle of feathers

Embers of winter's cold that readily flare

A mirror in the house of dust and darkness

The day solar majesty foretells the tale

Of the king's long fall

elm

can't make a poetry block quote in comments 🫠

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