Sunsets Reclaimed
Night mist, sunset
Hollowed log refuge
Focus, sounds of forest
Feelings, “I am refuse”
A water wheel
Would sound splendid
Might just touch her soul
Ascending, before she died
Innocence, never lost
Soul, returned to sender
Results, may he rot
Reclaiming, the true her
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There is no point in hiding
The truth behind the lies
The pain of each new dawning
Will not end with mere sighs
To carry long and hearty
The burdens gone before
Will seek to do their duty
So many lives implore
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Piercing the heart
Nature’s last hurrah
Crisping the part
Bringing haunts
Nature’s last hurrah
Brings laughter, stillness, pause
Taking leave to stop
Engaging in no cause
Crisping the part
Brings relief to such
That which makes my heart
Wanting for the touch
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Anamorphic lens
Irony relates to this
Lakeside walkabouts
As the dew settles
Leaves bid their adieu
Fungi growing where they fall
Tidings to all who know
Nature with chants, whispers
By Lisa Tomey All Rights Reserved
Off to the fountain
Wishes and wellness
What to drop in
Spell off foulness
Worries
Wishes
Longings
Misses
Not sure of which
Would suffice
Decided to weigh
The toss of the dice
A gamble they say
To which you want or not
You win either way
For to gain is your thoughts
By Lisa Tomey All Rights Reserved
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