Secrets, Murmured When Alone

by Rani Turton

When alone, and matters come to mind

Secrets that I alone could understand

Secrets placed somewhere to the left centre

Of my soul, beating softly, beating like a drum

Tapping out words I thought I could forget

So I whisper them to the sky

And thus to the branches of an old tree

That must be wondering why

Secrets that I alone could understand

Should be murmured to the stone, when alone.

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