- Poor starv'ling bard, how small thy gains!
How unproportion'd to thy pains! -

donderdag 28 september 2017

@PoetrydayUK - #NationalPoetryDay

descending

like water life will reach
the low, it's inevitable

from where you know
no rising you lay still

are you comfortable?
does it sooth your senses?

I want to know but you tell me nothing
from the stillness on the landing

your gaze has an angle
I have not seen before

were you a swan in disguise?
I'd understand the shape

then where is the water
that kept you afloat?

there is no water
did it go where you went?

did it follow you?

ml

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