Roaming somewhere in the universe
a clang from an anvil
or a hollow resonance from the woods
is yet to reach me
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Beautiful imagery, an innocent silence lies within your poem. Loved it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
a painter, or a flower if only I could recall the face of an evening sky still wet on canvas or a brilliant dewdrop precariously rolling and rolling Beautiful poetic lines my dear Poet William. to ny