“New” Poetic Much? 12/30/21


By C. Derick Miller



Dreams become reality

Reality the pen

Torch of narcissistic blame

To never flow again

Pass the buck of selfishness

Her finger arrow points

Lines are blurred through tear-stained glass

Dark window’s view anoints

Cemetery dancing scheme

With headstone stories told

Footprints over tales unknown

Full circle foolish gold

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