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J Michael
Poems
Apr 2019
Cliffhanger
She winked at me...
Through the northern breeze,
Carrying the oil
For the painting I'd breathe.
Climbing the boughs,
I gently waved.
Over stately lines,
Above their leafy train.
My bedded Sun,
Lay behind hill's crest.
Wayward moon pining,
Empathizing with mine.
Before the stars came running,
A counsel to the lonely bodies.
I left that artful canopy.
Smiling, I think,
"SheΒ thought of me."
#forest
#sunset
#overlooks
#nature
#trails
#twilight
#thoughts
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