perspective
after feckless bones
disappear in dust
I’ll stare down
from a distant star
at the empty plain
and marvel at things
that made me jealous
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after feckless bones
disappear in dust
I’ll stare down
from a distant star
at the empty plain
and marvel at things
that made me jealous
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this is lovely.
Yes, I think I’ll join you on that empty plain. This is great.
Love the “feckless bones.” Good advice to remember to let those things go. In the greater scheme they mean so little.
I plan to remember this poem the next time I need to see the big picture!
love it!
A truth you really nailed in this poem!!