Lost
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Lost
 
Curl up with me and be the wind, scurrying through  fallen fronds.
We’ll  lift the lifeless, browned and  broken, tear the heather’s  leggy  limbs,
screech the news of spring’s late coming, hail out loud  to moss and  mire.
Hunched and pinched with grim, thin lips, the staggered searchers
we once  knew, stumble above  this  hacked-out haven ,
our shelter  from  sly dry-born snow. Who can call out?
Who make a movement? How long will they  prod for phantoms,
whilst we dream  in  frozen sleep?  We shall not wake, we are not  sleeping,
we who are lost on this bleak scar. Our destination, bare forgotten,
numbed from  thoughts when toes  lost touch;  becomes  now  clear
as ice-moon  circles…purples, shades of blue and green.
Further, now, than we can call to, colours fill the warming sky.
I cannot hear  the breath I captured, held it trapped lest we should die.  
Hold on, hold tight… I see the light…surely we shall soon be free.
Sleep now, lie still, wait patiently.
Curl up, curl up, curl up
with
me.
 
Tectak
2018
(we have had snow)
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Messages In This Thread
Lost - by tectak - 03-08-2018, 02:13 AM
RE: Lost - by Richard - 03-08-2018, 12:25 PM
RE: Lost - by 20_Hamilton_18 - 03-08-2018, 06:38 PM
RE: Lost - by Knot - 03-09-2018, 03:02 AM
RE: Lost - by Fatman Butter - 03-22-2018, 01:40 PM



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