I came this far and then no more handcuffed gestures mourn shackled feet parched lips, thirsty near the shore I came this far and then no more It took years to get past the lure struggling mind and heart to meet I came this far and then no more handcuffed gestures mourn shackled feet https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/27/almost-a-triolet/
Evolution
nonsense masquerades as humour on celebrated platforms sensibility mourns untimely demise of word-gems framed in exquisite jewels peddled as poetry abstract beauty gives way to crass in-your-face monstrosities pick up a book on the way home it may be the antique you sell to host a comedy show https://dversepoets.com/2019/09/26/meet-the-bar-metaphorically-speaking/
