Paloma P Poet Prose Poetry

Intangible Obscurity

Unwritten chapters of poetry
 hidden mid brick-wall blank
 pages 'tween lines of history's
   past grievances and faux pas,
relentless whispers of tenuous
   echoes chanting unintelligibly 
whilst abstruse inky passages
  fade further intangible obscurity

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Daniel Turner October 17, 2016 at 9:18 AM All kinds of walls, some are not meant to be scaled and are surrounded by a mote. Another beauty, Paloma:) Paloma P October 17, 2016 at 11:55 AM Some are meant to be taken down....thanks Daniel. :)

Chris Green October 17, 2016 at 7:26 AM This one has me singing Mellencamp in my head, "And the walls, come tumbling down" We do build walls at times I believe to keep the past in the past but still, there are cracks and it sneaks in when we least expect it. Amazing piece Paloma. Paloma P October 17, 2016 at 11:55 AM Oh wow, I haven't listened to him in ages, thanks, me and John in the same breath....