Anemone
The rain approaches Anemone
Time to fold in time to find a dry
Place in fading waves
Dreaming coral caves
Murmur of storms cold embrace
Why are you and why are we
All as lost as it appears
A kind of horrible apparition
Approaching in phrases torn pages
From a living book
Too painful to look inside
Too awful to uncover
Who are we to judge what may not be
The rain approaches Anemone
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2024-05-27 at 01:10
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