Arrainments

The light outside appeared to glide
Along a path that was preordained
Behind their screens the pictures hide
Disappeared with the world when it rained

They remained themselves yet strangely changed
Decks of cards, images prearranged



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2025-11-18 at 01:50

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