Placings
Placing pennies on Sun's eyelids
Magnetic Night sinks wishful, deep as wells
Bright fields of green blink with sight unseen
Hands like captive doves freed to float and hover
Secret ponds of nacreous pearly air
Wisps of hair, locks of darkness woven over
Where forests grow through breaths of raining
Light again,
A penny's glow {°μ°}
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2017-05-21 at 13:26
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