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Is every way a circle?

Does every leaver know

obligatory as in breath

they’re all returners too?

 

Too close to see the whole

of my journey back to you

grow wider as I waited

loading freedom’s backpack with my pain

 

some days I catch a scent of you

a salty promise from the shore

where beginning and end blend

to argue softly over footprints

 

for we’re just so much

land and sea, I need

to dance and play in sight

of your rock steady stillness

 

tossing mending gifts

at the seams of your safety

blurring your edges with

each landing, rush and run

 

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This was the second poem I caught today, for I gave the first to the following competition…which is still receiving entries until midnight tonight if you’re interested!

http://www.poeticrepublic.com/

 

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