Awaken Me #poetry #photography

poetry penned in moon dust

a new year 035

I lay here

cold and solitary

life passes by

I too inert to cry


Free once

to laugh and sing

 formed of sinew and bone

I now a mindless stone


“Where do you go?”

I call as they pass

you eddy and whirr

I dream to  momentarily stir


no use

I never can drift

with a meaningless sigh

once again I close my eyes


This poem is symbolic of my blogging state today. I am frozen and for some unknown reason can’t change a post I needed to reschedule. So I, like the stone, watch the words go by and I have little control.

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