Time – Lois E. Linkens

My piece ‘Time’ on FVR:


Tonight’s the night! And my wicked finger whistled
On it’s way out.
Moody old pillow-head grovels, snivels, wriggles;
Only a year heaven knows that’s no proper. Youth-fools. Gingerly,
Right Time peeks above the wafting fray. We’ve been pine-tree lovers, grinned at
Rings for others.
Oh, how frail my heart; she
Would to take the gentle hand, curled like a shell, of her who stayed the wait.

Lois E. Linkens


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