Poetry: Untitled - Sacred as the roadside grave

April 06, 2017  •  Leave a Comment

Sometimes 
Starting 
Again/ the scent of jasmine 
It's familiar/ I know
In a strange land/ the wasteland
Dreamland 
indecipherable 
It is all
From death/ lost souls 
To life/ I remember 
To death/ the silence 
Be young with flowers 
And ancient as the rock hills/ under moonlight 
And sacred as the roadside grave 

 

 

May 17, 3:34am 2016


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