All Of “just This” Poem by Duane Botzek

All Of “just This”



All of “Just This”

Memorize this…
Resonating sound
Of wind on lofty
Red oak limbs
Strapping in pure light

Remember this…
The feel of yielding grasses
While lying below
Stirring blades
Streaked in scattering twilight

Consider this…
Unearthing sense in silence
My skin breathes the soils
Scent of fresh-turned black dirt
Cooled by night

I want to remember…
All of just this…
That music without notes
Those lyrics without words
And write it, I just might!

Ever since…
All of just this…

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