The robins sing me a song

and crickets turned cold


My fingers are drained

from writing love letters


The midnight has gravity

between my feet and the ground


I’m the religion of endless cheers

God must be a gratitude receiver


Sadness is a reprise and I am

gently throwing my jealousies





About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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11 Responses to Reprise

  1. adultsatires says:

    I requested you as a contact on skype, hope I got it right. 🙂

  2. This is just beautiful

  3. yeltnuh says:

    Reblogged this on turbidus.

  4. inksylph says:

    Hey chester maynes! I’ve nominated you for the One Lovely Blog Award: Good luck! 😀

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