For Dimples
By Mark Flint
“Hokitika Horizon” © Lisa Ridings aka Fantommst
The sun came up before dawn,
Heating fleeting calm,
Tendrils ended manywhere,
Leaving Love behind,
Oh! The sun that morn,
Loosing fissured days,
Threads of light dangling’,
Converging upon a single point
Of night
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Mark Flint is a poet now living in Ohio and says, “Hi” . . .