.
push or pull storm and lull
in sky blue weather write
until the stars ignite
Brrr it's cold as well
Here's a secret, (tell)
"Where's that Light?"
It's a terribly difficult feel
When the knife gets too dull
And the pro so contrite
fight the impulse to bite
Like a word to spell
Or story to sell
Copyright?
Here's The Night
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-07-27 at 10:51
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Here's The Night
Invariably we ride the wheelpush or pull storm and lull
in sky blue weather write
until the stars ignite
Brrr it's cold as well
Here's a secret, (tell)
"Where's that Light?"
It's a terribly difficult feel
When the knife gets too dull
And the pro so contrite
fight the impulse to bite
Like a word to spell
Or story to sell
Copyright?
Here's The Night
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 1743 times
Written on 2015-07-27 at 10:51
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
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