Reeling Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Reeling

Rating: 3.5


Fractures,
Reeling,
Distress,
Confusion;
Hanged on a tree is the muse of your love,
And i need to climb up high to get to you.

Men, women, the youth and the old;
Visit this vine and visit this home,
For a joyful sound is now heard in the land of my muse!

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