A Forest’s Son

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Allways

Waiting

Breathless here, now.

Then too

Past reaching out

Fingers outstretched

 

This Möbius strip coiling within

Ouroboros

Back into my past

Coming back faster than reason

Breaking through the surface

 

Waiting for someone

Bark breaks and bows bend

Trees part as I pass

Eyes scan wooded horizon

Slivers of distance

A million splintered dreams

 

Give to me now

She who waits

Rushing back

Faster than fate

Distance crushed in an instant

 

The forest cradles her

As I cradle her

The smell of green fills the air

Life returns

I breath again

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I’m a poet and writer. Always working on improving my craft. Writing The Long Way Down, Triptych, and After the End. The latter of which I’m collaborating with fuckthelemonade.wordpress.com Check out the hashtag for that project to see all currently written parts!

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