David Goodwin Poet Rhyme

But, To Sigh

Cellophane moonbeams play havoc with eyes

as the shadows eat daylight all gone;
 
step further inside, it's the truth we can't hide
 
place your baggage out front on the lawn.
 
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A dry leather jacket with pockets sewn shut
 
we've all fallen short and have sinned;
 
memories turn billowy before they all fade
 
let's all honor their escort, the wind!
 
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Teared laughter echoes, coercing the night
 
to "chill up" on the back of my neck;
 
No-one came with me, I'm beside myself
 
with too much to lose on this trek.
 
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Don't be surprised should a fragrance waft in
 
and confuse both your heart, and your mind;
 
just be who you are, and be mindful of self
 
you're the leading authority we could find.
 
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Tempt me not, early vagabond; I'll choose not your gold
 
mourn in private, but it makes little sense;
 
time is too short so, don't whittle her down
 
and be careful, if riding the fence!
 
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Softly off in far distance, the moon is allowed
 
to show each of night's stars flying, high;
 
before the dew's watered, the shadows run free
 
their most difficult chore's....but, to sigh.

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