Waxing Philosophical


Waxing Philosophical



Moonlit midnight

Turtle Creek


seated around campfires

in the glade

encircled by unfathomable dense forests of trees

beneath the moon

under incandescent stars


we, waxing philosophical

we, the young


dressed in peacock beauty splendor


oh, I miss being there

with those who ignore

the voice of the serpent

under the moon

chasing angels’ thoughts

across the fire’s peak
Linda Imbler is a poet and author of "Pairings" an incredible ebook combining short fiction and poetry into an enlightening journey. https://www.somapublishing.com/2018/11/pairings.html?m+1

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