A day to float

Dawn strummed to day
By plectrums of
daunting faith
Each on its own
Floating in the
graveyard of night

Masking inevitability with beauty

 

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8 comments

  1. A very profound poem…
    “Each on its own
    Floating in the
    graveyard of night
    Masking inevitability with beauty”..
    “each on its own” their are like the diamond facets, but not the diamond…
    powerful, and beautifully illustrated! Thank you!

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    1. Yes, exactly. ‘Diamond facets, but not the diamond’ – very poetic and precisely the message I wanted to convey. How the presence of those balloons is required for those who wish to see it, but not for those who choose to ignore.
      Thank you for the beautiful comment! Take care. 🙂

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