Nonsense
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- Written December 2024
Try ourselves, we fail to comprehend,
Grasping an eel that slithers into sand
Leaving an emptiness he certainly didn't intend
Eloquent words rhyming with tranquil sound
And a rhythm that rocks the discerning reader to sleep
Dozing with a myriad dreams that swirl around
And we find ourselves in a muddle just as deep
Awakened from a dream of confusion deep.
May 2014
For those who do not understand the poetry, and a reminder that poetry is something like a dream – many confused images, easily and quickly forgotten