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Seaboard
days come and go
no stopping them
like leaves that wither on the stem
yellow they drop
no longer free
now mere atoms in eternity
we watch them fall
with them we go
flotsam on that tidal flow
a wave that climbs
into the sky
going none knows where or why
washing the stars
bathing black holes
dousing galaxies like blazing coals
is ...
Saturday 11th September 2021 11:01 am
Eighty
at rest at last
she sees no light
finally gave up without a fight
left no partner
or one to mourn
her destiny beneath stone and lawn
how did she live
for eighty years
yet leave behind a dearth of tears?
or is there life
beyond this vale
that gives a meaning to her tale?
maybe she got
her just dessert
to make up for a life of hurt
...
Wednesday 8th September 2021 10:49 am
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