crypticbard

promise

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a husk, a shell that's fallen off

the back that bore it's long day

a struggle supreme to be released

redeemed from odious yesterdays




i gaze at this in stupefied wonder

and peer into the dusky swirls

of the distant pealing thunder

that offers a promise of new days

 

 

 

 

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  • Author: crypticbard (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 31st, 2022 07:59
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    Good write CB.

  • Bella Shepard

    I'm lost in "dusky swirls of distant pealing thunder", beautiful imagery, beautiful words!



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