Wednesday, April 15, 2020

NaPoWriMo, Day Fifteen, Poem Fifteen

In response to the videos Black Byrd has tagged me on.



Comeback
For Black Byrd

The reason sought,
on-top wisdom
sans mountain.

Love left below
part of something
bigger, waiting.

It all comes back.
Gone too high.
World misses you.

Someone knows
you're alive, waits
for you to slide back.



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