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Verdant luck dripping

Verdant luck dripping
from seams of star lit hope
on my soul’s jacket
a pocket of stolen joy
bursting to break free
of all and everything
I was
ever ever
suppose to be.

I find myself
on cold green earth
plucking petals
dashing daises to the ground
under feet of youth
asking
should I breath
would you?

and should I
should I wish
upon a star above
a clover leaf of God
would I hear
my heart wishing
may it never
may.
it.
never.
never
fall.

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Mulberry Glen

Silent rapture of autumn
mingle mulberry mummers unmoved
across ocean of cian moors
to deep to cross without drowning

Thus we are left on wind and glen
suffering only a hope
To whisper it lasting