I Have a Secret
I have a secret, the changing of time
Affects me sublime, and opens me to
The changing of blue to this lovely sign
Of which I divine, the moon shines all through
The fog entered into, each step I’m blind
I reach every kind, the walkway is straight
With fall leaves debate, I surely don’t mind
I walk on them to grind, moon won’t abate
The darkness all around depresses me
I can sure see by the sound of the moon
Not a flower to bloom, must be empty
While it won’t be grumpy, surely too soon
I don’t find a regret, where the power
Resides in a tower, while it ensues
I can’t breathe in the blue, it does shower
Moon’s a ray of dower, just what we choose
The land isn’t sound proof, is carries here
The crickets do sheer, and cross barriers
The gut can’t feel emptier, there’s no fear
I grasp the fog’s tear, it cuts like daggers
Russell Sivey
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Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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