London Promenade

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Mystical mists of tendrils swirling

Cool and calming curtain

Floating low and murky

Over streets I’ve only ambled

In the mythical musings of my dreams

 

Dug up by the root and transplanted

Into a wonderland of wistful wishes

You plucked my brilliant bloom 

Dewy petals now unfurling 

in twirling wide eyed wonder

 

Our digits curled and intertwining

We roam in whimsical rapture

Echoes of gongs and chimes

Of olden times from spiraling spires

Mark the witching, orphic hour

 


Submitted: December 26, 2020

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