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Lonesome Backwoods
In the lonesome backwoods behind our vintage house
We buried our souls deep just to have ghosts around.
But phantoms, they startle, howl, scream and weep
Way past their bedtimes because the night doesn’t seep
Into their cavities where they safeguard our souls,
Still glowering in caskets of gold.
And that’s what they’ll ever be-
Fossilized memories,
Vessels of love...
Friday 12th February 2021 11:12 am
Whispering Winds
Sent my heart away
Carried away on whispering winds
To a lonesome land
Tuesday 5th March 2019 12:59 am
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