Free verse poem.
RETIRED SUN
Under a retired sun;
Amid travelling clouds,
Blown by a past visitor -
A space for souls.
In the distance,
A scorching dance of
Blazing dots,
Distant flickers of honour -
Ghosts of a battlefield.
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