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The Hourglass
At the edge of desert shore
Poured out of an hourglass
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It was a sunlit autumn, dying
Foliage was not raked for days,
Bark was gnawn at, soup was tasteless,
Scarecrows had been lumbered away
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Bookends almost adjoining, now
For all that's not of florid inditement,
Are words unwritten sulphurously
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The Hourglass And The Clepsydra
The Hourglass
At the edge of desert shore
Poured out of an hourglass
Would, I gladly, swoon to embrace
Such reveries that lie beneath,
A plashless mirror, shattered
The Clepsydra I
In versicoloured creatures' light
Are sunken castles, vitrified
Turtle Islands, appear from under
Leviathan bottles, have ships inside
Perdu plunder's interred in sand
The Clepsydra II
With aqua pura, ichorous now,
A celestial river laving me:
I clasp on ignes fatui,
Lounge upon a crescent moon,
View an ultra-violet sunset
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4/25/2024 1:06:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow what a powerful poem you have written the imagery is truly heart felt well done