r o w

breadth of night
breathing like the birds
in morning
frost burning off
fresh
and dripping
like forgotten sleet

and dream ghosts
still beneath
tables
in a room
of rows
asleep

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Comments

Ian.T

11 years 10 months ago

Steve

This one sounds like a heavy night,
You will have to tread carefully
not to awaken those that sleep
they may be sorely sorry they missed the dawn.
Take care just my way of seeing things,
Yours Ian.T