everything must slope downward
water will roll down the
smallest of
inclines
the silent moon will fall forever
toward an earth fleeing it
for a much larger light
my words circle the
drain before
reaching
you
floating and leaving no trace
everything must slope downward
water will roll down the
smallest of
inclines
the silent moon will fall forever
toward an earth fleeing it
for a much larger light
my words circle the
drain before
reaching
you
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Lovely poem! ❤
Thank you!
The potent imagery in the last stanza made me dizzy! Whirly gig, baby.
~PR
Thanks! Maybe you need a cookie…
I re-read this one. It’s my favourite of your recent poems. Perfect gem
Thank you so much. It’s not as moody as some of the other ones, that’s for sure.
I like moody. I just think this is a really special piece
Thanks so much! I really appreciate hearing that.