Smoke
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Barry Middleton
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smoke ascending from the camp
fire's protection from the damp
the delta land serenity
the essence of what used to be
a band of brothers from the past
recalls a day that could not last
the strength and energy of youth
a world secure in sturdy truth
and I would go if given time
to find lost memories of mine
but smoke evades a ticking clock
like memory that comes to mock
both drift into impassive skies
as hopes and dreams refuse to rise
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