Friday, January 11, 2013

Self Hypnosis

Hillsides are loneliness
in dust hours almost done.
Pink Orange and memory
lost in leaving sounds.

Broken bells ringing out
forgotten instincts call
the solitary breed
come home, come home!

Up mountains ancient home
a calling to the folk
return heirlooms in hand
work kins olden rite

breath for me and I you
and let family mend again

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