Poems are circles
spirals and squares
dreamers and schemers
spiders and bears.
Lovers and weepers
times we can fly
darkness and shadows
learning to die.
Raindrops and snowflakes
liars and fakes
frustrated quills
spelling mistakes.
Days of the past
days yet to come
musical rhythms
haunting for some.
Witches and goblins
something to say
deep rooted passions
won't go away.
Hope and frustration
yellow and red
ghosts inside cupboards
bones of the dead.
A wonder, a feeling
a daydream, a prayer
a journey of words
to everywhere.
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