Blue roses, and some red trees,
Those events from past to present
That, I can't hide and left
To be undiscovered,
For them to hear this isolated
Branches and leaves
Drops, high and low...Immerse!
On my thoughts,
Shall I become one to send
Such a force, face to face
Its steps toward unknown
Where everything glow and turn
Like reel to reel...Outwit!
Your score, outworn-true-spirit,
Ouster, from hearth
Forrest, rivers, evergreen grass,
Disclaim my writing,
Disclose my deliverance,
By: Juli Monat
Copyright (c) 2013
© Copyright 2016 Juli Monat. All rights reserved.
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