DownriverA Poem by Onoma
Downriver...crystalline ventricles
gurgling, bedded stones believe rest--greenhorn's hymnal. Land kept at your sides, passed and passing, love's dicast vigil. Gushed alter of the wayfarer, perfect turn of phrase--spurred onward gravity's lane. A commingling smoke of candle and incense--bird's parallel, lucid Coming... divined gadge. Euphoric to be had of earth, overflow at rain's touch. Errant yonder, solvent sketch... at-long-last's monotone declarative. Soul's minutea in plain...downriver... downriver. Konstantinos Mark
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