Constorts


A different ending had we found
The river bending without sound

Sorting an effortless effort
Trying for at ease and comfort

Flying before the world to trace
Everything to never face



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-11-02 at 13:01

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Amy Valentina
A clamor given form... I like the rhyme and the wistfulness.
Thank you for sharing.
2020-11-03