Within Poem by Tinnie Moe

how Quiet my ears delude me
as in a whisper of a nothingness

Somewhere something touches a peacefull void
fresh winds and green sturdy leaves
a breath through my nose, that gives birth to my heart
earthbranches's smell
and trees and their sunnied trunks
and how in all these windy sea, their flowers dance elegantly

as empty as the shadow they carry
no birds or flagile twirling chipmunks sing
or remotely fly by

maybe just one swarm of grose decaying
life eating, death cleaning bugs
erupting behind me

and the winds get coldly
and the sun dissappears

and I hear a yearning calling me

how quiet my ears delude me
on a springtimed hollowed eve...

a frightning of the unknown about to re appear
and the fears of the morning
holding me near

for what I hear calling
me be sweet or sour
rather it has
no question taken
this will be my final hour