Posted: January 28, 2018 in Uncategorized

The chimes are heavy and not easily stirred
memories come easier bleeding into dreams
a compelling and intoxicating brew
I cannot shake off these feelings.

Feeling left behind stuck in their gooey wake
until the chimes’ silky whisper comes low and pleasing
a gentle reminder of Here and Now
until the wandering wind wanes and there is quiet again.

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