poem #19

A Poem by David Plantinga

Desiccated youth has bones like cork,

So porous strong in cells.

Lost time perfuses emptiness.

And heavy dolor quells.

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Added on July 23, 2021
Last Updated on July 23, 2021
Tags: quatrain, ballad stanza, rhymed verse

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