Never got a real name
Only knew her as Ms. Nomer
It was later in that same year
The Summer soon was over~

Et Tu

Nothing moves behind the glass
Static word flowers painting pictures of music
Sculpting marble dreams on internal skies
Hold me in de Milo arms discover
How it feels not to feel
What two phantoms touch.

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-07-27 at 02:55

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Man, this is nice. Love it. I especially like the last couplet. Cheers.


Ghosts Of Summer Trees
by Chaucer Whethers