A poem

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Yellow orb dropping from view
so swift yet slowly setting

giving life and death askew
plants need light, people, shade

Yellow orb dropping from view
dusk will come, then the night
yet antipodes have a day renewed
dust bowl Australia, temperate Kiwis

Yellow orb dropping from view
cool air embraces the heat oppressed
refreshing us as we slumber

summers have changed, that’s new

Yellow orb dropping from view
what life would there be with no you

Published in The Lark

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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