Life

sorenbarrett

Life's a breath,

an existing I am

thoughtless as death

air's reservoir trapped in a dam

 

An effortless floating cloud

gift from a distant star

dust's vibrations ploughed

circle near to far

 

Dancing death plays tag

without fuel of thought

sans white flag

What it is, you got

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 7th, 2024 02:32
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Comments5

  • Doggerel Dave

    There really cannot be any end to it, but who knows what that process is (if any).

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks Dave appreciate the review and comment.

    • orchidee

      Since when was KP alive? She might be a mummified botox statue by now. lol.

      • sorenbarrett

        Thanks Orchi appreciate the read check KP's pulse

      • Alan R

        Beautiful

      • Thomas W Case

        Powerful work.

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks Thomas I appreciate the review

        • Goldfinch60

          That life's breath is with us all and will be everlasting soren.

          Andy

          • sorenbarrett

            Thank you Andy a wonderful thought. I appreciate the read and comment.



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