T. Russell Bostic Poems

Life as a tiny innocent raindrop,
Each falling into an endless ocean of blue. Your life; small, uninterestingly unimportant,
In the sea of endless time. Your life as a single frame from a full-length
Motion picture; hardly noticed, until you are gone. Life as a vast desert;
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Sparkle touch the water. . . then fade.
A shadowed figure distracts my attention.
She has left from all but my memory.
I look again, she is gone.
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The moonlit night speaks of desperations,
subtle occasions, a rhyme for the seasons. Feelings of an endless era of wonder.
Together, we meet for the first time. Sparkles thrown upon the reflection before me,
we are transcending the place of our dreams.
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