Your words were found, and i ate them

once in the west —
shades of grey;
daylight and nightmare;
ruins & kingdoms;
tremendous trifles

courage, dear heart —
till we have faces
in the year of jubilation …

the knowledge of the holy;
the place of the lion;
the lay of the Lord

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Written for Writer’s Digest’s November PAD Chapbook Challenge. Day Six: A lost poem or a found poem