There are two Ripenings-one-of sight Published January 23, 2018 by suprusr 0 332 There are two Ripenings-one-of sight- Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy to the ground- A homelier maturing- A process in the Bur- That teeth of Frosts alone disclose In far October Air. Related posts: An awful Tempest mashed the air We Grow Accustomed to the Dark Best Things dwell out of Sight Out of sight? What of that? suprusr Published in Poems
