Echoing Winds

Enter in another
Day holding no
Promise, offering
Little insight

Morning clouds
Move in earnest
Without concern
His breath unsure

Drifting in time,
Chinook winds
Arching, giving way
To cumulus cloud

Starving his sunlight
A dubious wandering soul
Easily distracted, misled
An impetuous dreamer

Unable to separate
Truth from reality.

Edwin James

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