Us and our parchment hearts,
As thin as moon skin,
Lined and cratered,
Beneath a coned nib of non-stop turbulence,
Chasing a godly character,
Between the rewrites and restarts,
Of our palimpsest hearts.
Can only imagine the results of continued erasing over and how thin can it go! Superb poem.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Thanks for the lovely comment. xPC
Can only imagine the results
Can only imagine the results of continued erasing over and how thin can it go! Superb poem.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Thanks for the lovely
Thanks for the lovely comment. xPC