Carry the sun
In the pocket sewed
With the stars left
By the moon’s
Glare reflecting from
The sun in your pocket
Paper Moments & Broken Lines
Carry the sun
In the pocket sewed
With the stars left
By the moon’s
Glare reflecting from
The sun in your pocket
Your poetry is wonderful! Bravo
Thank you! You always have the kindest words.
curses!
A meandering comet has rent a hole
in the fabric of my spacetime continuum.
The sun has leaked from my pocket!
haha….awesome!