Smoke Rings Poem by Chris Bradshaw
Smoke Rings
Rating: ★3.0
I know how a cedar forest sings
In harsh December storms
And I've slept alone in golden fields
Under bloody Harvest Moons
But my wandering heart
Remembers you:
Like a natural state
More vibrant and free
Or a shining expanse
Of evergreen trees
Like a river runs joyfully
Down to the sea
There is no direction
Except you
For me
Saturday, December 20, 2008
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