|I REALLY enjoyed this poem!
My favorite part was:
Maps abstract, in tapestries,
to where such pebbles stopped,
to join a lake bed dressed in scree,
where other pebbles dropped
With chapters marked and tomes complete,
their part played to its end
A cameo note, midst life's suite,
a role that took its wend.
I'm using this in this week's Poetry Newsletter ~fyn