shaky ground
i’m a poet not a prophet ~ to believe otherwise would be odd
i blur visions of rhyme with latent reason ~ exactly like a god
so many times I’ve felt abandoned ~ desperate for a tiny nod
to see it in my rearview mirror ~ mr bobble head is overawed
#footnote#
i’ve had unexplained interventions in this life ~ agnostic i trod
By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2024
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