Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
| Between cardboard covers It sits there staring, beckoning me to open it, get lost in ink and images as if as if I had spare time to dream. Once I did, before the storm, before the lightning struck. Would it help with searing pain? It seeks a sucking in, a letting go of someone else's loss, their tears their tears to cleanse my thoughts. Someone else's plaintive pleas now washed by rain, their loss their loss — my gain. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.64] (1.mai.2021) 20 lines of free verse For
'LOST IN A BOOK' taboo words: story, book, page, world, character. |