Best Poem of C.E. Kane

Trashing Tumult
Can you linger here for just a song?
Can you sway with me through the
Evening shutter of full moon-glow?

One day I walked to the end of time
through a darkened field
And called your name
And the only one that heard me
Was the shimmering yellow leaf
Borne of a silvery white ghost-birch
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You said I was mystic

under star-light with the dark Earth

on my hands

and the four winds in my hair.

Remembering you, I seek your warm heart beneath the

crescent moon.

I have followed your voice on the winds

so long,

so . . .
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