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T h i n A i r

Up here in the sky where air is t h i n
S e e W i n t e r c o m e w i n d i n g i n
Taller than h i g h e s t timbering pines that s w a y
Turquoise green nettles brushing hours a w a y
D a y l i g h t s l u m b e r s nestled in the arms of N i g h t,
When c o l d c o m e s c a l l i n g h o m e t o s l e e p
Rapt in arms of dreams r e l e a s e
C e a s e to k n o w to b e
T u m b l e w i t h s e r a p h i m , s e r a p h i n
Up here in the sky where a i r is t h i n . . .



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Written on 2015-10-07 at 02:51

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
This is really well done! The removal of space causes the poem to be read in n one breath a solid continuum but with inherent rhythm like "thin air"
2015-10-07