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Poetry Obsession

obsessed with incurable hope 
to prose
who knows
one day 
the stars will align
putting nobody 
on the front 
of a book 

swing in slow motion
of day and night
under the purple veil of the aurora,
Owl with oxblood claws
flying, warbling

vivid and astir shades 
during this season
slipping through
the wristwatch band
the leaves were rough 
and ruffled by the fall 
breeze

carried ample outbursts
In October, 
huge gems gave 
many willing 
reasons
because if the waist fits too
surmising you can be
somebody

Written: October 11, 2022

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Pashang Salehi October 12, 2022 at 11:19 AM This is a beautiful and kind poem. Your picture is also magnificent.

Vijay Pandit October 12, 2022 at 4:50 AM Keep the hopes alive--one day will come sooner than you think my friend. Charming write.

Victor Buhagiar October 11, 2022 at 2:28 PM You can easily switch from prose to poetry if the muse is kind, You have much kindness because your poetry is always first class