Another slightly surreal poem today.
Fragments Of Reality - 04 Jan 18
Shattered
sunlight
Flowers
in afternoon
Purple
leaves cascade
Granite
counterpoint
Shade
melts
What
am I watching
When
I look through hooded eyes
Is
the world real
Or
just a fragment
Of
itself
I do not know how many more are to come in this vein.
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