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Analogy, Arts, Bygones, Clutching at old dreams, Dream chaser, Living in the past, Metaphor, Mirage, New York City, Not letting go of the past, Oasis, Oasis versus Mirage, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, Running after broken dreams, Unfulfilled, West Village
I saw this artwork on a sidewalk in West Village, NYC.. I loved it and simply HAD TO click it!
Wading in marshy shallow pools
of misery
Like a lotus with baby skin petals
of white
He tries to hold colored droplets
of memory
In the craving soft hollow
of his palm
While they slip into dark chambers
of fate
And he’s left by himself in deserts
of time…
In billowy gusts that erased his castles
of sand
He thought he’d seen the flushing greens
of an oasis
While they were only the fading blurs
of a mirage…
**Posted for the Onederful Shot Wednesday (Week 53) – it’s the ONE place for amazing poetry!! So link in, read along, and have some great time!! **
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