suddenness is like

suddenness is like
afternoon tea
a few notches on a gun
meant for those of a lesser faith
subtlety is a mollusk
mussels on a winter shore
contracted and sleepy

waves we are
foam and slow motion
rolling over wet sand
daring rising tide
into pages of circumstance
why is not a question
just a reason



Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2017-05-12 at 00:52

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You lost me with this one, but I love the second stanza. It has a power and purpose of its own.
Ashe :)
2017-05-13