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I love the wee and trippy hours of
after-midnight when these glass slippers
lay glistering in soft moonlight
while weary dreamers poise inked quills
to carve their thoughts onto pale parchment
from a woozy head -- too early in the day
to be about one's inescapable routines
too late of a night to do all else but swoon.
This is the cherished witching-hour in a life
where most everything is held, transfixed
in the baffling clarity of glad cerebration--
intoxicated Muses dance in celebration.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Herein lies a thought 💭 that some will particularly pick up on 🤓
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Re your comment: I doubt I will pick up on the thought of much cryptic stuff! lol. Good write A.
Aww… but you’ve been doing so marvellously; even Fido wags their tail🙏🏻🕊️
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