looking back to creations past, liaisons now shrouded in time; tomorrow unforeseeable still... like a dip in a favoured waterhole, goes this


pygmalean reverie

as botanical tendrils stretch skyward
toward slivered rays of speckled sunlight
a longing for the simplicity of an all but
forgotten yesterday, tucked within
a breastplate that advances forward
today is all that is left, salve of former
melodies, always incongruous against
dissipating tomorrows, here and now
a flight of cranes in blinding light




Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2022-04-08 at 05:38

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