Experiments in the Wind

This space, outside, like past years

Came back to visit, in cheers.

Bringing choirs,

Tenors

From trees above,

To the tiniest notes of sands,

All offered from December’s firm hands.

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You might sing new a new rhythm

To the tells of water

And full moon lullabies.

An old song,

To cast off your wishes,

Before I move along.

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Show me paths and leeside edens,

Your voice calling, should I turn

To hear.

Bits and pieces on this wheel

Turning,

In time’s great mirror.

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To be free from this turn,

Take me to the place!

Just outside

the now and then,

Move me

to a different pace.

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Those melodies pulse softly now,

Of stories you read,

From behind furrowed brow.

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In electricity of the night you bring,

Nestled softly

In the damp cradle of spring.

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Woo us from fields afar,

Peering through sky’s great fabric,

Of tatters and thread,

Let me in,

Return me to bed.