by Andrew Williams
A warm draft—
lank green blades and
tawny dandelions lean
like Pisa’s tower.
A friendly oak entertains
a lark and wild ivy
gnaws at the cottage’s
stucco skin.
Along the meadow,
an old truck coughs
as the gray haze
turns to gold.
About the author:
Andrew Williams is a poet living In Pennsylvania, USA. He has been been published in various magazines and journals such as The BeZine Quarterly, Briefly Zine, Fevers of the Mind, Ink Sweat & Tears, Red Eft Review, Trouvaille Review, among others. He is also the editor of East Ridge Review, a poetry review platform. Twitter: @eastridgereview