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Wandering into an experimental area of my poetry.
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Arcana Minor I - 16 Oct 18
The three of yesterday
Still casts the image dark
From the shades of history
Onto the edge of tomorrow
The minstrel tired
Gave up the song
Went back to yesterday
Returned to obscurity
As darkness fell again
The three falls face down
But the shade still rests
On tomorrow
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My intention is for this to be the first of many poems in a series of Arcana poems, in both the major and minor groups.
Comments are welcome but make sure to add your name and not leave it as "anonymous" because I tend to delete those without really reading them.
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