west of the waves

poems 1 Minute

©2023 michael raven

i have not forgotten
the dor in the woods
nor the spider's gossamer
thread trailing back
to the swamps out west
cauterized, the black
skin shed and crumbles
following silver to
the waters and the
home west of the waves
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