So Many Unknowns

Do you suppose those massive clouds, which pass like
Spanish galleons, have floated from Saskatchewan?

Do you suppose these hummingbirds, which are not
Thought to come up here, are flying from the Texas heat?
Do you believe that there still will be somewhere called
America when two more decades have gone by? If I
Knew all these questions' answers, would you want
Me back?

 





Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-05-22 at 22:33

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Albert Vynckier The PoetBay support member heart!
sometimes I call reality only what stays in my mind
but where can hide the truth: inside my head only or outside my head or neither outside and inside but in another parallel world
and when it's inside my head, it can be unconscious or not
2025-05-23