June Gloom


Waking early today, I find
After hours of being that my mind
Still drifts in hazy circles of grey.
Memes exchanging looks
But not numbers.

Another mystical morning
With a low lying coastal warning
Lending its mystery to treetops and chimneys.
The world steps with me
Adrift in the fog.

Out of the smoky dark
Resurface a face, a spark
Ten years gone with no eyelashes
Over acute oriental curves
That I once kissed and kissed again.

A woman called June
She and I never in tune
Down different paths we parted
Into impressions of what came
Waving bye-bye.

Out of the haze, not fears,
An iridescent pearl appears.

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