Day in the life of a Poet (August 2020)

--Timeframe, years
pursued by Albina
--- Fresh cut grass
heralds spring, lightness
sprinkled into a
dulled mind.
Highlife guitar
shimmering above
the sadness of the day.
---- The piles of pallets
abandoned on the hard shoulder.
Fading shadow of tears
dissolving
    on the cold shoulder.
-- A flurry of poems arrive
too late.