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might I wait
ten thousand winters
for a morning
such as this
to find you in the shadows
of the moon
beneath the mist
as tender turn the locust
from their beds
forgotten
was the number
of days ascribed between
when night was come
a sleepy hum
of lullaby and curse
made for me to wonder
as so often I allow
bathed in this impression
of another
just as new
when daffodil were swaying
o’er the memory
of tears
crushed beneath the light
of just beginning
silent as a kiss
to haunt the dew
. . .
Messages from within.
tether the heart to soul
Depends of what is soul for you.
true……. ❤
!!!!!
I’ll take that as a good thing, Stephen and not a sign you need a new keyboard. 🙂
Of course! I liked the poems about the colors of the leaves today too. I’m typing on an iPad. Yikes!!!!,
Hauntingly beautiful is all I can say…..
~xo~
Me
And all I can say is thank you……..which hardly seems sufficient.
You always find a way to leave me breathless Bobbie, always so enchanting beautiful…you leave a heart and mind full with the love alive in your words…there is always soft hugs permeating the reader as they embrace your words…they are left much better after receiving the gift your words bring. Awesome poem!
Wendell, would that my words ever be all that you find in them…….I would want for nothing more. Always, my life is made richer for your love. Thank you. ~ Me