See So Low
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From my recent series Mountainless Poetry (AKA Plain Poetry)
Clouds loll over,
snows cling fast,
and, as the world
tilts,
set to flowing - broadly
treacly; joining
capillaries to veins,
veins to the heart
of this good spinny
Earth.
Clouds loll over,
and ever,
the Sun.
I seek my peak...
in the Valley
below.
Copyright © Stephe Watson | Year Posted 2020
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