past garden walls

poems 1 Minute

©2022 Michael Raven

tangled
long roots
and feather-bound
dreamt her a kissing
tall birch faces
painted between thens
and might bes
etched ink and
full of night

curl and slumber
under the moss men
blaze tint
your fur
we young ourselves
memories eclipse
shards burning bright
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