Postcard Poetry: Back in Seebach

In Seebach once more
with azure skies, bright sunshine,
pine trees and mountains,
the echo of cattle bells
and chalets like cuckoo clocks.
The meadows invite
an evening daydream until
the heavens darken,
the valleys reverberate, 
light up, and drench in revenge. 

About Katie Hamer

I am a writer, an artist, a photographer, philosopher, interior designer, listener, and explorer.
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