Poetry Waits
Within thought’s shadow written
‘Good memory takes time’
Telling tales of paths half forgotten
Honed by nostalia’s perfect love
Memory’s ghost dances through vision
Inspiring pen’s lithe subconconscious journey
Wandering phantom lanes of twisting thought
Bygone Oaks bend in yesterday’s greeting
Crows I once knew echo cries from the past
Silent the gale batters my distant shore
As I wander lonely tracks of youth
Always they lead me slowly here
Writing tomorrow
Sometime next year
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