Day 11: “With the Skyline”

Poetry

a memory unrested I could not wake

with all integrity settled in traces

of change I never gathered to mind

’til days began in shifts.

repeal of mood in dark and dusk

rolls in at first of dawn

and morbid intent is gone like

fire kindled under water.

by time the sun has made its rounds

and blue has dulled to gray

my thoughts in drought will flare until

next break in rifted days.

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