We Told Stories Poem by Phil de Lange

We Told Stories



We told stories,
with salty eyes
of frail folk sleeping awake
in times illusion

We cried with reminiscence
in our pool of premonitions,
and watched as silver hair
grew from our souls, so meek and fair

Surrounded by the night we sat,
frozen in golden memories
seen only by life's watchmen;
great herders of emotion

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Phil de Lange

Phil de Lange

Bloemfontein, South Africa
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