Pdlyons's Explorations
I found those places
Left behind
Ghost crumb tailings
Shadow sounds soft upon a poplar breeze
Freshwater landmarks unnoticed by untrained eyes
Feral flailing Exuberant heart
Unbridled moon lighting our delinquent ways
What would we ask each other
What would we tell
Or would we, beyond all good fortune
give up these years of fumbling words
Find the only thing our mouths were ever good for
.
I found those places
Left behind
Ghost crumb tailings
Shadow sounds soft upon a poplar breeze
Freshwater landmarks unnoticed by untrained eyes
Feral flailing Exuberant heart
Unbridled moon lighting our delinquent ways
What would we ask each other
What would we tell
Or would we, beyond all good fortune
give up these years of fumbling words
Find the only thing our mouths were ever good for
.
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