Spatial Poem by Patti Masterman
Spatial
Rating: ★5.0
When I consume worlds,
I’m waylaid by the gravity;
The galaxies unfurled,
Creation fills its cavity,
The wars on for my soul,
In terms of stark depravity
From pole to distant pole,
Time’s become a travesty.
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4/24/2024 10:31:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You write like a dream; -another dimension of worlds filled with words that flow like water. You must have oceans of thoughts, ideas and visions swimming endlessly in your soul. Don't ever stop.