Reconnaissance
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Curfew, from Old French cuevrefeu, "cover fire;" Old French covrir,"to
cover, protect, conceal" ~ EtymonlineNot bells but sirens signal the time
for exting...
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Yellow fog and red lipped poppies
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Their blood entering our veins
In the needled thorns of their lies
Looking endlessly for peace
Do you long for peaceful sleep
That absence of malice and violence
Would you banish devils and demons
Back to their misbegotten hells
That we may live in endless light
But blood and sighs will not allow this
Tears and terrors live in our dreams
Pumping our heart and feeding our mind
Defining our chosen path
Through the mountains of cold and ice
From my poem "Blood Secrets"
yamabuki
Thank you for sharing Sandburg's Autumn Movement - 'and the old things go, not one lasts'.
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