Saturday, 17 October 2020

poem 166

Today’s autumns friends, smiled side by side 

in this cold, we classified the world outside 


A tide rose, creeping duress to our riverside 


while inside I beatified, you a hymn at my side


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  1. Unknown10 November 2020 at 03:19

    those married rhymes
    attacked my emotions
    with satisfactory creams.

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