At the Light

Feb 22, 2020 | 1 comment

Blind and seeing through a field of wet diamonds
the beauty of the unresolved
the ambivalent
the in-between.
Jewel colors all refracted
reflected
bleeding into one
into light
into nothing.
Windshield wipers destroy the vision.
Give me chaos.

1 Comment

  1. Eugene
    Eugene on February 26, 2020 at 10:48 am

    I can see this and feel it. Truth so often shows up in the chaos. Welcome back to the poetry world!

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