The rift between us
By D Marie
Sat, 25 Aug 2018
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The rift between us has grown
into marshland.
The pastures we explored have
sunken underground.
I can barely see you through
the towering reeds.
They seem to enjoy making waves,
playing catch with our
flickering light.
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soft, charmed; the sort
Permalink Submitted by rosaliekempthorne on
soft, charmed; the sort length works with the simplicity to make this poem stand out as something 'extra.' Very nice.
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