Rumination Poems

Oktoberfest

for many a thought have now gone astray
once boisterous clacking keys now grey
letters fade as have these wondrous lines
like shriveled fruit wasted on withered vines

in the distance heard an infant’s cries arise
here in this moment gaze beyond the skies

Oktoberfest

for many a thought have now gone astray
once boisterous clacking keys now grey
letters fade as have these wondrous lines
like shriveled fruit wasted on withered vines

in the distance heard an infant’s cries arise
here in this moment gaze beyond the skies

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  Red Brick Keshner (1 poems about Rumination)