Moonbeams
I fall on my moonbeam dreams
a fickle feeling told me so
ambling on this misty morning
sheep hallow the gilded ground
imaging its june
when its september
Sombreness handling this turnaround
a quest for a compromise
tasselling this handle
Black dreams surround me
wasting time imaging
iof the chosen time
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2024
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