Saturday 17 September 2022

a poem is

 a poem is


a poem is both a stalactite and a stalagmite

both a reader and a writer 

the growing together of a chance

that over time the leaching 

of one mind to another will produce a glory 

when in the caverns of thought

a light is switched on and clearly

a river is seen to flow 

and is halted

No comments:

Post a Comment