.
Where shadows whisper a name
And Memory forgets to trick itself,
The heart feels light and heavy as a fallen star
Strange as fate to twist dark fires within
Into rose like wreaths so deeply worn,
Tear apart an envelop to write beside yourself
Again the thought remains distinct and without form
Creating that which does not become,
All that is
Falls in to
Rain
Never to be seen
In quite the same way
Again.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2023-01-28 at 00:49
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In To Rain Again
Upon this silent sea set in a moonlit night'Where shadows whisper a name
And Memory forgets to trick itself,
The heart feels light and heavy as a fallen star
Strange as fate to twist dark fires within
Into rose like wreaths so deeply worn,
Tear apart an envelop to write beside yourself
Again the thought remains distinct and without form
Creating that which does not become,
All that is
Falls in to
Rain
Never to be seen
In quite the same way
Again.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 207 times
Written on 2023-01-28 at 00:49
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