Blogging Poetry

Hermit King

Sink.

I am Sinking.

Brows wet,

Submerged,

Yet,

Bubbles rise ’round.

Kelp at right

Goldfish, left,

Bids me goodnight.

Plastic castle below,

Hermit King knows,

I’m very close.

Finally,

Feet touch,

Open the Chest!

I knew as much.

Gold within,

Take the Heart,

End the Quest.


© CGT, 2017.

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