place - Blackout Poetry Notes

Unfamiliar Country

In a place of
unfamiliar country,
my hair tousled in invigorating air
and exhilaration.
I was happy, undoubtedly.

We couldn't undo the past,
it was true.
You're just afraid
you did not know how to forget
that place
in your life.

Another night
the snow falling,
the gentle flakes banking
on the street.
The sky, a place of
tender winter.

Come away with me. Forget everything.
You must go to a place of grass, silence and woods.
A place like that
was alive.

He was going
somewhere safe, a place ahead
at an unknowable distance
but he knew with certainty he must
keep moving.

In her dreams
time would stop
in a place of emptiness
of every unfulfilled wish,
and every unspoken word.