A poem

Opulence, fond of a sacred nature,
time unfolds stories where the brigade crossed the river waters,
amber relishes forgotten trees of the forest, creating cascades,
ripples as stones, projected unto pristine lakes, where geese roam freely,
bitten as one is betrayed in circles of time, continuums of exploration,
you bit the fruit of the forbidden, and now, truth squanders as money does, kept closed in cookie jars, beaded table…



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Anna Rozwadowska

Anna Rozwadowska

Owner, Editor of Storymaker, Hallow Literary. Top Writer in Poetry. A writer, photographer, psychic, medium, and spiritual guide. M.A., Ph.D.