people are our real legacy;
one day sure, entire poems
shall have been forgotten,
while remains a phrase or
a feeling drawn from wells
deeper than memory can
reach, or device can retrieve
much like thread-diving as
we scamper for posts buried
by traffic and flood posters…
follow, subscribe, or friend
buttons can only do so much
so we hang on to what we
have and hold dear, today
saving each precious moment
if bookmarked sentiments
are promises all will be well
we’ll boldly breathe again
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 27th, 2022 04:40
- Comment from author about the poem: With all the internet surfers and all the data swirling around the worldwide web, even the empowered voices of everyman-person can be washed like sea scum on the shores of the shores of social media.
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Comments2
I shan't forget this entire fine poem. I shall memorise it! heehee.
bahaha... you don't have to, friend.... you live and breathe it. 🙂
and we thought drowning in all those books was bad...
thanks for sharing, dear poet
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