30th Goblet


i squashed through this muddy land, alone
i crushed all divine reds for a wet
i beseeched the queen of my destination
i besieged and crept to a thatch

this is a city of the queen
this is a cavity of everything
this is a cliff where i sat for a sip
this is a shift to a wolf

       the first gift, a goblet
    the first brutt thudded in a goblet

a next destination, across the violet lake
a grip, a slip, to streams galloping
a flip, a clip, to chapters swallowing
a shout, a stop, from the deep, streams overflowing

  • Author: Paro (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 3rd, 2023 10:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: June 30th 2023
  • Category: Unclassified
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