Poets Unlimited
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Poets Unlimited

This, before I leave you

At first,

I had trouble

with freedom.

My eyes

kept returning

to the same nighttime window

my ears

to the same

worn assertions.

This morning,

the wild elk are singing

the sagebrush is turning

the willow are burning

the snow geese are gathered

their flight

down the river.

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Six Years of poetry-only content, mostly published daily, but no longer operating. PoetsUnlimited was diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. It was diverse and original, and always free-to-read by all. The poetry remains available for reader access.

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Rick Chastain

Rick Chastain

Read. Write. Love the wilderness.

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