Storm Windows

What have I found in this wandering world? 

Creeks rattle through and my heart feels absurd

When the weather turns grey it feels for me

Just another child let stray

I trace the vines of wisteria down

The sweet scent filling below my eyes

What is lost when I ignore

No lessons just blur

Here out of my window the limbs flow high

The trunks push through 

And there's no sky

So the crows stay close

The deer lay down 

The wind picks up

It's coming now 

Bob's wisdom, help me ►

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Philipos

Sat 28th Dec 2019 23:15

I like the structure of this. 👍

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