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Sunday, June 19, 2011


such tremulous morning
clouds low to hold back the dawn
grey filled with birds
unmindful of the damp and chill
in symphony of chatter
soft light spreads evened through
such day would come unheeded and unbidden
but i wait from deepest night
to see this miracle come peering light
until what passes for the dark
is wholly gone from every quarter
such trifles is my life consumed
while this eve i patient waiting
till wondrous comes the moon

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