Woods In Shadowed Flight
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I
knew
your woods
through every
quiver of bonfires...
although our music pealed a wind
flamed evensongs quickly languished,
cleaving my breaths into dry twigs; and hushing a faceless moon
with your shadow-dance flight.
Contest 235 of Brian Strand
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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