Trivial Trinkets

in prudent dreams the slow walk fast
and spin a standstill void of bricks
unravel clay, sculpt misty weaves,
no magic in this bag of tricks.

when high we plummet, deep we soar,
in tallest shadow’s tiny shade
and youth turns grey in second’s years
this moment, memories shall fade.

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17 thoughts on “Trivial Trinkets

  1. some pretty cool contrasting images and use of opposites in this miriam…esp in that second half…yet that is the way it is…oh i think there is a bit of magic in the bag…smiles.

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