Life and The Green
Life inbetween the blank and the greenSometimes gets stuck in the rough
Scenery flashes bye
Traffic lights blink in the eye
Of blind beholders
The names in hidden folders
Have their histories rewritten
The patterns repeating
In astral waves beating
Tides radiate out in rays like light
Inverse umbrellas covering the night
We met is etched indelibly within
There are things to say but then again,
Sometimes gets stuck in the rough
Life inbetween the blank and the green.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2022-04-17 at 19:33
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