soliloquy (Remove filter)
When Am I
when am I in a raging sea
when am I in a towerless keep
you see the armies flanked around him
labelled with exactness
when am I on a mountain ledge
when am I on a broadsheet
a dozen more of liberty
a number for the free
when am I by solitude
when am I by genocide
walking through my lonely streets
I ask
when am I by me
Tuesday 23rd June 2020 8:39 am
The Collector (Roget's Soliloquy)
The Collector (Roget’s Soliloquy)
In my book……..
Words – so simple in their sound
they fall like snowflakes on a lake
and interlock their unique form
until the water gives way to their power,
becoming something bigger,
something cold and hard and beautiful.
Or a flame, just a spark at first
until the kindling catches and the embers
jump from t...
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