Aftermath — A Poem

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“Fog” — C.Birde, 1/20

 

In

the aftermath,

when

lodestones

fail

and needles

spin

like dust and

pollen and

starlit turmoil –

adrift.

Forward,

onward,

back

obscured.

Turning,

turning –

’till fog and

uncertainty

surrender

to dawn’s

sigh

of clarity.

 

 

— C.Birde, 1/20

 

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