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Poem: The Wishing Hour

The wishing hour Is those rare hours Between sunset And moonrise darkness Where wishing stars Can be seen The wishing hour Is when I found you Lonely in a field waiting But for what Was it for me The wishing hour She said to me Is when I feel hopeful Sending wishes To the heavenContinue reading “Poem: The Wishing Hour”

Poem: Lonely Halls with Echos of Plans

In rooms where guests used to congregate in I sit alone
With my thoughts focused on the notable absence of you
Whose angelic voice would fill up these hollow halls with song
Where the people would dance and marvel at the spectacle

Poem: Deepest of Blues

We watched the sun set and the moonrise
Until the moon set and the sun rose again
The horizon circling around us
Like we were the very center of the universe
The infinite heavens stretched above us
Stars burned falling lost forever
Beyond our notice as we were lost