Fairy tales

Fairy Tales- 1/5/2020

whispering zen masters
whispering drunks
whispering pagans
pounding on empty drums.
haunted by memories
of moments
long passed me by
on the wayside

mother maiden and crone
which phase of this moon am i?
by the flame
of this flickering candle
lies an unspoken
memory

dusty by the winds
of time
as i listen
for music
that this wind makes
as the breeze passes me by.

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