Shallow Inkwell
Sadly, I have only the one shallow inkwell to enter words
About my adoring father’s incomparable life. And,
Webster’s entire dictionary is not enough to
Even describe a day of his existence. How on
This extremely small earth can it be accomplished? My
Attempts come up short every time I dip in shallow inkwells.
Maybe I can exist for a time as his apparent duplicate,
Even though, at best, I’ll portray a foggy impression.
Hurry, I better accelerate; he is fading as quickly
As the inkwell. Now, I can’t envision dad’s outline,
To imitate. Sorry it concluded in this utter letdown.
Our shallow inkwell has emptied; his immortality has expired.
Now I’ll face a fruitless eternity to accomplish comparisons.
For Con/Vow contest
Copyright © David Fisher | Year Posted 2013
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