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Feeling the waves, an ache in the bones
Dreaming of trees and youth's soliloquies
A sudden pattern of lightning flash
And a cold bitter splash of rain falls like ghosts all around
Spirits fly for the alleyways for the tunnels and caves
Anywhere for a moment's prayer for a last breath for the grave,
These days is never faraway, just a hint in the skin
A catch in the step and a dream for another day
Forgetting what I had to say
Watching the way you walk away . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-06-27 at 01:25
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Walking Away
Watching the way you walk awayFeeling the waves, an ache in the bones
Dreaming of trees and youth's soliloquies
A sudden pattern of lightning flash
And a cold bitter splash of rain falls like ghosts all around
Spirits fly for the alleyways for the tunnels and caves
Anywhere for a moment's prayer for a last breath for the grave,
These days is never faraway, just a hint in the skin
A catch in the step and a dream for another day
Forgetting what I had to say
Watching the way you walk away . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 1024 times
Written on 2015-06-27 at 01:25
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