Waxing Philosophical




   

Waxing Philosophical

 

  

Moonlit midnight

Turtle Creek

 

seated around campfires

in the glade

encircled by unfathomable dense forests of trees

beneath the moon

under incandescent stars

 

we, waxing philosophical

we, the young

 

dressed in peacock beauty splendor

 

oh, I miss being there

with those who ignore

the voice of the serpent

under the moon

chasing angels’ thoughts

across the fire’s peak
 
 
 
 
 
Linda Imbler is a poet and author of "Pairings" an incredible ebook combining short fiction and poetry into an enlightening journey. https://www.somapublishing.com/2018/11/pairings.html?m+1
 

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