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Monday, July 11, 2011
Nearby
Far away the muted curtain
Of the twilight steals the day
Seems that I can hear an ocean
On a seashore…far away
Far away the day is dawning
On the brink of softened sky
All that I can hear is longing
In the roving breezes sigh
Far away a dim-lit spangle
Frames the low-light of the moon
Thought, resolve, desire tangles
In a sultry midnight tune
The night is silent as a hallway
Leading to a darkened room
I can hear the shadows falling
Where the fragrant linden bloom
Far away a strong hand reaches
To firmly lock and bolt the door
Far away the whitewashed beaches
Cradle turquoise oceans roar
But the whisper and the aching
And the memory of your sigh
Linger just beyond my taking
In a room untouched…nearby
J~
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!