Not Right

Something not right
Set loose in the night
Threatens presence of mind
Scene here and scene where
And really nowhere
Losing all the light

Play at shadowy quills
Lay in satin quilted dreams
Until sacred rivers drown your soul
Feel the waterfall spills
Counting silver films moon beams
Shining down upon both fair and foul

Losing all the light
And really nowhere
Scene here and scene where
Threatens presence of mind
Set loose in the night
Something not right . . .



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-11-15 at 16:40

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