Summer Blues

 

Blue notes cry
From inside the bar
Out across the bay.
The summer heat
About to break,
As thunder calls
On the rain
To wash the streets.
To sweep away
The worries of the everyday,
That never touch
This foreign shore
This island floating
In impossibility.
 
© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Originally Published 26 July 2016

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