11/24/18
Swift song, won't you take me?
Clasp me by the wrist
And pull me through barren lands
That the sun has barely kissed.
Swift song, won't you wake me?
Open up my eyes
And let me see the morning
That is banner'd by gray skies.
Swift song, won't you guide me?
Steer me with a thin hand
To a world of rising mountains
Steeped in rosy bands.
Swift song, won't you confide in me?
Whisper in my ear
The joys of foreign worlds
Of over, there, and here.
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Hello, November
PoetryThis is a collection of my writings from November 2018. It's a continuation of "Poetry" and "Poetry and Writes", but will be much shorter. I'll try to write something each day of the month and post as I go--even if what I've written sucks. Who care...