vendredi 26 août 2016

New Poem from me...opinions?

Too obvious, too obscure?



August Sunday Afternoon

Just touches of yellow
and the odd crumble to powder underfoot

and across the table
hair with equal touches of white

Lines etched in her face
drawn out from concentration on an object
and the paper beneath her hands

or cut in
from the petty relentless tortures of her imperfect mind

but soon the quiet will come
in its shroud of white

-The Sparrow


via International Skeptics Forum http://ift.tt/2bGIsn4

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