..and the moment went
as the thought tailed off into
a distance which I couldn't see,
but
I saw the sun shaking shadows
to waken the hedgerows
where the blackbirds flew
into the light.
Echoes linger on
long after the real voices
have gone,
as
images ripple in the
flowing of streams
so
shall I flow in these
echoes of dreams.
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 6:38 AM UTC
..and the moment went
as the thought tailed off into
a distance which I couldn't see,
but
I saw the sun shaking shadows
to waken the hedgerows
where the blackbirds flew
into the light.
Echoes linger on
long after the real voices
have gone,
as
images ripple in the
flowing of streams
so
shall I flow in these
echoes of dreams.
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