Captive Canticle
Captive Canticle
David J Walker
Imagine her always dressed as summer
Perpetually blown from day to day by
A youthful song and
I could have been the singer… or
I could have been the distant canticle
Sung on her bedside radio
Strewn in rose petal expectations of the
Perpetual journey of the protagonist in
A love poem who will never be seen
Beyond the next tomorrow
The chapter ends and she remains
The captive canticle of the book
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