Far Gone Beyond

From the far gone beyond
and the hot bump beneath
from the undaunted long
and the growing heap
from above and behold
and below and by friend
he comes regardless
of smoke or ken
From the smoke in the stair
and the hand over there
by the sink, by the dam
underneath by the span
across the lake and the sea
destiny and the free
he comes all alone
he comes just to see

By | 2017-05-24T10:58:15+00:00 May 24th, 2017|Poems|Comments Off on Far Gone Beyond

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