...what was meant to be didn't always turn out but other things are arising from the unexpected. Autumn 2022 thus far, from Seoul, Tohoku, and Kanagawa


pretty lights, music
river of bodies now rush
breathless lungs collapse

miso tendrils waft
city and country mouse sit
dine as leaves turn brown

here lie, fallen and blown
words of summer, while
crystals peep and form

Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-11-13 at 12:00

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There are volumes spoken within these lines of brevity. Beautiful.

Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
It's an intriguing trail of thought that your poem describes. Very unusual - or should I say distinctly unique?