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April gold

Thursday, 27 Apr 2023, 21:34

Visible to anyone in the world

I walk above the town
In fields that could be a deva world.

Golden yellow everywhere

The scent of gorse flowers

Reminds me of coconut.

Crows croak

Birds sing

And not a car to be heard.

The sound of traffic gone.

I am completely alone,

No person in sight,

It's so quiet,

I can hear

The wind blow through the grass.