Lyn Church Poet Free verse

At the Edge of a Clearing

Towards the edge of the clearing 
We lost our way
Where have they all gone 
I’m sure they’re just creeping 
And I chased them all the way 
Now I don’t want get to close 
To edge of the clearing 
My cries they’ve gone unheard 
I know that they’ve left me 
But that couldn’t have been their plan 
To leave me here stark raving mad 
Wait theirs one
At the edge of the clearing
I run, scream and flailing my hands
With a breath she gone 
I don’t understand 
I here their laughs and whispers 
Where does it come from 
Over the edge of clearing 
From which no one returns




M. Lyn Church 
March 31, 2016

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