There are moments…

There are moments

Which seem like a


To a past

We never knew

Lines of people

Young and


Waiting to be


Where to go

Next – our footsteps

Are blessed

But not by God

By a wry amusement

An awareness

For some

Of just how young

We are

At some point

I might

Bring light

To darker spaces

But for now

I muse on them


They are

An entertainment

For an

All too curious


Published by LughLana

Hey there. My name is Ash. Whenever I feel lost or confused, I write. This blog is a project in releasing the poetry I would have kept locked up inside, otherwise. It's pronounced 'LOU-lah-NA.' Enjoy your visit!

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