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Spark of Nostalgia
The woodsman hums it brightly
On his palm an echo
Demure like a mayfly
Wending through the willows
A song upon the air
Then wispish
It spirals
and it frolics
It sparks and tumbles in
as the breeze
A lust upon its breath
The words crave
The song unwinds
for purchase - For ears
to pour their course
as it's loosed upon the air
There it lights a bonfire
forgets itself
But silence is its partner
as it dances
and settles on the stream
on the ford
Wending through the willows
Song burns and is reborn
Wending through the willows
It maddens and ferments
Wasp-like for a moment
A woodsman cups his ear
Then dirge
of cricket legs
