I Never Really Took What I’d Found Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

I Never Really Took What I’d Found



The layers of dust I left
Before the first morn birth
Think to dance even upon the tombs
Was a call of the cradle
Cast the dirge into echoes
To swell with laughter clouds
To the point of no return

Sunday, December 11, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: birth,clouds,dance,laughter
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