starlighter
by Peter Magliocco

music patches the night
your smile held singing
harvest cry for unwritten poems
the distant train horn blares at midnight
your name beckons Southern rainfall
for how many were loved by Bukowski
the way all words ravel time
in everyday vistas feet wore down
some tired tread through heartlands
the horizon expands like your photos
trespassing inner beauty of minds
starlight left on broken branches

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