Best Aspic Poems

An insect,preserved in amber,
Frozen at one point in time,
Never changing,always the same,
Trapped in death
Through an accident of place,
It has its grim beauty,
It pays the price.

A new born baby
Swaddled in its family's clothes,
Comfortable and unquestioning
It grows.

Nature provides crucial moments
When it can break free
To broaden its outlook...

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