Notice of absence from arqios
an absence of Presence conjures Absence…
an absence of Presence conjures Absence…
all have gone far and wide
there, a fair distance away
where no eye spy nor stray
only hindsight dare confide
even sproutlings coy in Spring
no fresh joys will they bring
still from Sun, buds cannot hide
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
A poem that goes far deeper than plants. A great metaphor for many things. Very nicely written
If only at that depth we could glean energy akin to fossil fuels…. then that could keep us all going! 🙂
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