Arranged Verse

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In the bare of life.
Air of living, boon of worth.
Removed all trace of this tint,
that breathes in the air.
To devise which way, lurch beneath the twilight breeze.
When you are bare to the heavenly sun.
June's footstep is on the grass,
across the way beyond the touch.
Leaves night, I could barely sleep, goes after day.
To rest in the sun, to bare the day.

 

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Hazel ettridge

Sat 9th Jun 2018 20:53

I'm always fascinated by the way you arrange words.

<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 9th Jun 2018 20:08

Have you read and listened to Xoanxo's poetry here on WoL? I think your poetry would go well to music too, maybe with an extra verse or two. I'm always intrigued and wonder what your accent would be and what music you would choose. Thanks for posting. Col.

https://www.writeoutloud.net/profiles/xoanxo

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