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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