The Moment Proud
There’s poetry
in everything
the essence
and the form
As words set free
what time deceives
and hides within
the norm
A verse unsaid
awaits intent
to fill
the idle hours
Where hope endows
the moment proud
to dance
— among the flowers
(The New Room: September, 2026)
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