//Patience//
//Patience//
there has been a change.
await, await ;
in the sound of fate ,
no mantra to convince you ;
no ecstasy to taint you .
far away, far away ;
stands
a remunerative embrace.
earned it-
kept it ,
in subtly
found it's grace.
boast sufferance
in it,
wait.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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victoriaaprieto
6 years ago
b e c k w it h
rung in faulty humor i cannot win
sundance dreams in treasured mist;
one word for beauty and
the avalanche hits
rock drum
deep water ring
around scapes of eventuality
run around blooming things
a petaled suture
this fomality grips on the nothing;
the vise;
we'd pine to be.