in the tall grass

poems 1 Minute

©2023 michael raven

i dreamt we were buried
in the tall grass, wind
washing waves golden
o'er our heads &
granite skies flashing
white & negative afterimage

the ship was moored &
ready to sail, laden with
our yesterday memories
as we climbed up & aboard
i caught you wisp-haired
smiling, sailing into another
time
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