4.28.2021

day twenty-eight

Free verse (freedom from fixed meter or rhyme) is an irregular form of poetry in which the content has no rules of verse.


An hour and a half in the direct sun
I knew better than that
but it felt so good to be warm
deep in my bones
deep in my soul.

Freckles popped and now dot tender skin
little kisses from the sun.
Beneath the light burn.
I knew better than that
but it felt so good to be warm.

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