Mirage Poem by Ian Keenan
Mirage
Rating: ★5.0
My eyes should not hurt so,
but ungrateful sights attract
my love,
and send it running
to grasp at mists,
bring bubbles to collapse
and beauty to a climax.
But I do not reach
them,
so each day baffles,
nights unappointed
turn me over,
now to sometimes dread
stillness and opened eyes.
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
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5/1/2024 5:51:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Superb poem......Mirage of life is something to ponder on....liked it.10+