The alert reader will detect trace amounts of ironical language. Perhaps.




Panic

Me? I know

nothing about it---

 

my soul being 

an unruffled lake

 

tickled with silver

glints of sun

 

in the high

mountains of Asia.





Poetry by Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-04-04 at 01:47

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I want so much to be an unruffled lake. Can I get that from a YT influencer?
2021-04-06


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Arhat! I will follow you anywhere.
2021-04-06


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Love the imagery, Thomas. Definitely something to strive for!
2021-04-04


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Han Shan might say—even to the unruffled lake comes a breeze.

Irony allows the beautiful imagery.
2021-04-04