Jan 15, 2021
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Beauty Unaware
Free Verse
Fragments internal, subliminal yet constant
Tempers and hones beauty unaware
The surface is light on water, blinding bursts
Under, the tow scours bedrock
Falls of soft darkness threaded with silver, enclose translucent porcelain, filigreed with joy and pain, discernible to the caring eye.
