What Is Really

Light lives within a smile

the one you wore once as I slept

underneath a stand of evergreens

with boughs snow swept in waves of shivering

conceal what is not with what is really

found in time or worth the while

I wait the passing days are vessels bearing

spirits past the presents tearing blasts and gusts

lost in the darkest aisle,

Light lives within your smile...



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2012-09-24 at 23:41

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