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Robert King Reads Kim Talon

The Memory Tree

Tender shadows keep vigil
in the blue-stained dark
as minutes seep into hours

no moon companion
even the birds sleep
wings tucked neatly
waiting for hint of light
to grace a morning sky
before singing the praises
of a day unfolding

in the hush hours
between here and now
lies what was

thoughts drift--
aimless travelers
meandering through recollection forests

in a sudden gust of recall
a memory tree sways
and a memory breaks free
falling in the inky dark
into hands gently cupped

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