Absent of light
the earth gathers itself
reaching out to dark corners
and pulling back that which strayed.
Before light returns
she counts each
being and sighs
before it begins again.
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Poem – Absentia #1
kewl ONE! 🙂
Thank you Q. I’ve been working a bot more on this “series” and am up to number 8. Having just one word as a starting point is helping to keep my mind and pen going.