Poetry by Tim Windisch

Clear Me


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Clear Me

Carried under layers of ominous fog

Astride me fast asleep a little dog

Clear me take me steer me make me

Flush away the sediment, clear the clog

Drained and lying somewhere between

A dream and a nightmare, what a scene

Clear me wake me hear me shake me

Wash the busted promises get me clean

Set me on the edge of that glorious day

But don’t wander then, no don’t you go away

Clear me bake me smear me cake me

Send the flare into the sky, you’re here to stay

And celebrate  our determinations victory

We’re like fine wine our fermentation, it’s for me

Clear me quake me near me stake me

For your own, whatever permutation sets us free

Tim Windisch

06/09/2024

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