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Maze of Longing - Fear's Abyss
Written: April 12, 2025 for contest sponsored by Brian Strand
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. . .In the silent expanse of lunar dust
a momento rests
shards of progress
glint like stars
yet shadows loom large
ancient moral laws carved
in earthly stone, echo in my mind
between creation beauty
and doom gaping maw, we stand
innovative wonders cast long
ominous veils
squat pen in my hand trembles
with the weight of history
nuclear specters haunt our dreams
with power to create or raze cities
lush sunsets blush over fields
where gooseberries ripen and burn
squelch and slap of soggy peat underfoot
memories scratch at my soul
curt slices with living roots trigger my fears
i’ve no spade to follow men like them
between finger and thumb, the pen digs deep
to unearth truths hidden beneath scabious concepts
that stifle healing
cyanotype dreams, scrape scabs, and show secrets
scratches never heal and leave lasting scars
scuffed, scraped hands seek fullness but find fluff
in the maze of restless longing
fear is abysmal to the intrepid soul
an odyssey daring, unbridled by kismet
such is the heart that refuses to fade
a pledge to triumph amid pain
it feels marvellous to grasp you're admired
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Sotto Poet
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