I

The lights from the past
have turned acephalous

II
They trigger images that should be forgotten

III

Evanescent breath from a freeze frame
without bar codes

IV

They get welded on the chest
with wave synchronicity

V

Mock at the singularity of the moment
and bifurcations of the road

VI

And stamp your impassive iris
towards the depth of love and its trail.

End of the poem

15 random poems

 

Poetry by subject

Some external links:

The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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