Unfolded?

I am somewhere
between the Beginning
and the End.

Atop the summit,
I can see clearly
the way it’s unfolding.

Unfolded? Both, I think.

In front, Old Sun sets.
Behind, Luna whispers
apologetic regrets.

But, here on my summit,
I am caught between
their rays, cold or burning,
and it seems that
I have been burned
onto the surface

of each.


© CGT, 2018.

Blogging Poetry

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Obol is a poet and an infrequent writer of prose.

7 Comments Leave a comment

  1. Love, love, love! Another favorite for me, for sure! I just nominated you for the Sunshine Blogger Award (see my post about it). Thank you for sharing your poetry. Thank you for inspiring me. Thank you for mentoring me.

    • Thank you so much! I am glad it resonates with you and I’m very thankful for the nomination. Here’s a secret: one of my lyrical/poetic inspirations is a musician named Frank Turner. While you may not like the music, his poetry is stunning. Of course, opinions vary.

      • Frank is amazing. I don’t think I made clear how honored and proud I am that you nominated me. For someone who traffics in words, I don’t know how to use them sometimes.

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