Put It To Rest
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Put It To Rest

When the Landscape Drifts

a poem

Photo by Sergei Solo on Unsplash

When the landscape drifts
when the past shifts
when those around you
shape shift and switch.

How do you find a fit?

That perfect near miss
when the landscape drifts
because it slides
before your dusty eyes
floating there by the sea.




Do you have a story to tell that you need to put to rest? Put It To Rest. Then Let it Go!

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Lindsay Soberano-Wilson

Lindsay Soberano-Wilson

Poet | Teacher | Feminist | Editor: Put It To Rest & iPoetry | Casa de mi Corazon: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir. lindsaysoberano.com

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