Resuppose
Following the ghost fading footsteps in some snowy world terrainThe skies were faraway somewhere close within her eyes suppose
Summer moments lost forever into winter into the rain
Were soon gone never to be recovered
Like familiar windows glimpsed in passing out on a train
Of thought frames close to lost rediscovered
Looking for leaves of may tossed away swirling in the night
Holding on to drifts of wood intangible textures read into
Pages of books composed of elements made in a mysterious light
Bringing complex gifts something simple as the reasons said on cue
The skies were faraway somewhere close
Following the ghost fading...suppose . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2025-09-21 at 19:51




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