It's Like It's Calling My Name

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "Taking Our Sweet Little Time"

Submitted: December 17, 2013

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It's Like It's Calling My Name

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Stampedes of rushing water

Hit the rocks bellow a cliff

Winds a howl and a big bright moon

Lights up thee evening

More than many of the vibrations

In the blood pumper in my chest

Can ease, in the wallowing of despair

A spoiled lantern being struck my a breeze

Releases the smoke

__left by the dying out of candlelight

The sounds of lost words never spoken

Carry the stars into a daze

Tonight the pillow is holding up not

__thee usual head that would sleep

I'm too awake notice this all

For the first time in many years

I get to see this again

I probably never will again

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12-15-'13 #2

D. L. Cannon


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