Another soggy day,
air thickly inhabited
with portentsof coming change.
There, at the edge
of the visual field,the far distance
of the audible wave,
a motion, a whisperjust caught
by diminishing senses.
A touch at the earlobe,a flicker on the eyelash.
I brush it away
with my fingertip.
Snapshot Poem
4 responses to “Snapshot Poem”
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There is a change brewin in the distance
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Stunning work!
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Phew, don’t blink, you might miss it! I like the visual field reference as I’ve just had mine done at the eye hospital!Lovely snapshot..
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mazing snapshot poem i second in time is never really appritiated unless its writen the way you did in the poem thanks for the great visual read
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