NaPoWriMo 2020
With the conjunction of NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month), COVID deaths, and a random metaphor generator, here is what was penned today.
You are now joined
To the larger fabric
Harder to see your filament
But still I know you are there
Your unique tincture
Now incorporated into the solution
Harder to perceive your zest
But still I know you are there
Your vibration is now in sync
With the sprawling composition
Harder to distinguish your melody
But still I know you are there
You are the eggshell against the snow
How will I recognize you?
By sight, sound, touch?
Still, I know you are here.
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