Thwarted Chaffing Restlessness Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

Thwarted Chaffing Restlessness



Who can go where the muse says

or her behest

who sits in chafing restlessness

the scroll is unrolled

I no longe fear fate

I see white fluffy clouds

not blood

I see a river a crystal river going where

Saturday, November 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness
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