Bones
You taught
Us rubbing
To look askance
Everyday surfaces
Wings exalt
Hollow bones
Embossed negative
Smudged perception
Unnoticed remnants
Hidden in plain sight
Tangible effacements
Textural erasement
Meaning once evident
Now arcane fragments
We guess at impressions
Return to vigorous rubbing
We saw the end coming
What were we thinking?
Bas-relief, a vague motif
Frantic fingertips ferret
We want the whole truth
If only we can bear it
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Magpie Pearls
Poetry~ This poetic journey started when I began questioning why I write poetry. The assumption I'd come across pearls of wisdom to impart is quickly challenged by readers of "Magpie Pearls", leading me to explore truth in a broader sense. Is truth univer...
