Anthology

I could be
a moment, tipping
over the edge of space
to fall
and never fall
again.

I could be
a letter, lost;
curving,
curling black on fading white
where words are left
unspoken.

i could be
a trace, sighing
on the shores of nowhere, turning
with the tides
as faces
change.

I could be
a life, swaying
on the thin line between
high heaven & rock bottom,
placing careful steps
in worn out shoes.

I could be
this world, unscathed
and never fully grown, as ages float
among the clouds & leave
the faintest kiss
on greying hair.

I could be
whole
& scattered all the same —
but in your arms
I simply
am.

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19 thoughts on “Anthology

    • thank you, Laurie 🙂 not fully back yet as I still have to sort a couple things out, but I hope to be visiting the Pub again real soon… good to see you – miss you all!!

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