CAUSTIC WONDER
A choice unknown, an unblessed sojourn of wonder , this smile newly owned possessed guile to turn quite under
Common parlance sets the perfect cover as curious or desired surprise defines for most who render Wonder
I seek to reach chimeric heights rare as Black Swan viewed through absent glare of pitch black night
A measured pleasure of euphoric bliss
I would ten times run Heinous gauntlets of mythical risks
A Celestial Excursion to prove greatest Wonder exists
One more minute with my Mother, this desperate dream of coveted wonder ceaselessly persists
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Author:
Bobby O (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Ursrninh
- Category: Love
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Elegantly worded this poem to me reflects a desire of mine as well to have one more word with my dead mother.
You’re. Right. You just inspired me to change the title.
I share that desperate longing Bobby
I didn’t even know how to write it, I started out with words that might fit a slowlydeveloping epic but then I wimped out and went fit an ending. As I read it I feel like I’m wearing flannel and silk.
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