I tried to write this as a villanelle and then as a pantoum but this pleiades kept forcing its way out.
Living
Life is ephemeral:
Lurking at every turn,
Leaking from every pore,
Longing to reach a home;
Liberating itself,
Lifting the spirit up,
Lasting beyond all hope.
1 comment:
to add a dash of melancholy...
"lamenting dreams passed by"
I know, it's bad form to turn your poem into a group project ;-)
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