a solar bomb
wrapped in clouds
eclipsed at times
retains its shine
laughs at stories
with silent whines
gauges, parameters
inadequate
to measure profundity
of seemingly
undepleted energy
for centuries
or more
is it falling apart
will it give way
-finally
to dark ages
with man-made
light bombs?
humanity
will facilitate
lack of uniformity
or predictability
-someone’s folly
another’s blessing
uneven structures
manufactured
to preserve the fog
-clarity
is not everyone’s
elixir of life
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Reena this one flows like honey! A velvety stream and then a stick with you residue!! Now I’m thinking about it…..
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Wow! What a description/review of the poem! Many thanks 🙏
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Reena, this is truly a brilliant write. Excellent!
~David
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Thanks so much, David!
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Absolutely brilliant, ma’am!
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Thanks so much!
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Very insightful piece
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Nature and humans have never really understood each other.
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I think it’s the humans who have difficulty in fitting in
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We pursue our extinction so eagerly. 🥺
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What a sharp way of putting it 👏👏
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Reena,
“-someone’s folly
another’s blessing”
Isn’t this so often the case.
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Yes, it is. Thank you, Ben!
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😊
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