Portray this poetry
Published in
Oct 21, 2022
portray this poetry
a fruit of all poet’s tree that stands
so long on this groundless ground
with no shape or color
neither fair nor dark
looking simply through its bald eyes,
what it sees never seems shown to me
or anyone else I know
however, it speaks to the inner me only when
I can’t remain close,
choices fade away there
in the cloudy garden where
trees are now seemingly floating and
am I,
