#poetry

Aug04

Posted by Nathan Cocker on
shallow focus of clear hourglass
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When do I begin?
Where I heard
the wolf howl?
If all at once
laughter escaped
the twisting dawn,
If in reflected
midnight sunsets
a secret touch is felt
will dark
fingertips journey?
Soft everything.
A red blue calls
and the forgotten
city remembered
hurries still.
Will I forget
to remember
the sleeping
memory shadow?

5 Comments Add yours

  1. SMB says:
    August 4, 2020 at 9:06 pm

    Hi, I love the way you write and I absolutely enjoy reading your blog. I have nominated you for the Liebster Award! I am really hoping you participate and enjoy writing. The link for you is:
    https://peaksofcheeks.wordpress.com/2020/08/04/liebster-award-nomination/

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    1. Nathan Cocker says:
      August 4, 2020 at 11:56 pm

      Thanks so much. Challenge accepted: https://poetry-365.com/2020/08/04/liebster-award-nomination/

      Reply
  2. Rishika Kakar says:
    August 5, 2020 at 2:37 am

    Beautiful composition! I loved reading this.

    Reply
  3. d.a.simpsonwriter says:
    August 5, 2020 at 3:53 pm

    Wonderfully evoked piece

    Reply
  4. schoolofblue says:
    August 5, 2020 at 4:36 pm

    Wow …
    A red blue calls
    and the forgotten
    city remembered
    hurries still.

    Reply

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