Her soul goes at night

Her soul goes at night
between the branches
through empty spaces
down to the cold creek
and tries to warm itself 
in moonlight and cheer
itself by the thin water
under a sky with no star
to share.

Julian O’Dea

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One response to this post.

  1. Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on August 30, 2017 at 5:03 am

    Where do we go when we sleep?

    Reply

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