Alone,
we are ageless
together
in the heart
of our precious now.
A relentless wedge
of image and vanity,
gossip and innuendo,
acceptable and
most certainly not,
dashes our agelessness into
an insurmountable chasm of years.
That diabolically grand canyon
stands between us,
you on one distant rim,
I on the other.
An eagle soars
clutching my heart
with blood stained talons.
nice write
Thanks, Damion
Thanks for sending to M ILLNESS group, D. I like it.
Ann, Thanks for the invite to M ILLNESS and your comment on Mind The Gap.
Do you have any suggestions on how to improve it and tighten it? I cannot pretend that it is completed.
I think I can still make it better.
I like the push and pull of this.