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Bricks of lavender
a palindrome of gentleness
across the unburdened lea
Autumn softly blowing down
from cirrus magnets drawn
to cosmic ore
Saddled to the conscience of 
the heartland, a secret fells
what few aged oaks remain
No history holds words to make
reprieve for so sinister an act upon
the blooms and seeds
Haste arranges memory so as to
germinate, replacing the departed
'fore ever whispering lavender stems
relate the reins of fate upon the plains

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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