Beneath the calm
Belies a struggle
Of want and not
And gain no more
It’s where is kept
The dearest secret
Pride and polish
Spun to lore
A sweet fragrant
Uniquely common
Treasured
Portion not yet shared
Rise now
For on this shadowless eve
That solitarily embracive provocation
Gives way to fellowship and love
~~~
James F. Ross
2015
Really enjoyed this. Guess it will be playing in my mind for a long while.
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Thank you, Jean. I’m glad you enjoyed this brief poem, and that you’ll be mindful of it for a time or season.
James
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