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warm eyes trail a lonely strewn path,
icy breeze plays along a squirrel's stash.
eerie silence flows through hollow limbs,
brightly colored fish with painted scales sing.
turbulence chips along the gravel road,
smooth, fresh scents of rain fill my soul.
small, indiscreet ants scuttling about stomping boots,
grainy seeds—a touch of honey—on my tongue like soot.
temperamental sunsets placed below the clouds,
fixed stars twinkling brightly without a single sound.
sultry and potent is the mud of morning dew,
A day out in the country is my heart's real food.
— m.y.
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Cryptomnesia | a 2022 collection of poetry written by Morigan Young
PoetryA simple collection of poetry curated by moi. Derived by the depths of my Poetizer account. Written from the heart, polished by the soul. That being said, please, read and enjoy! - "The writer has such a unique and creative way of putting their inne...
