Saturday 18 August 2018

A Poem a Day (80): the pen

Flash fiction written for JD Mader's 2minutes go writingexercise... It's every Friday-Sunday, so if you fancy writing something - whatever you feel like - head over there, or just read the flash fiction and poetry.



The pen

Pages torn, thrown into a light of spiralling
Might, incandescent streams of being; we are
Born individual, respected or adored; it is
The choices we make that define us. Bring the
Nightshade, happy in its existential knockout,
Fruitless but serene. Wake it, lest it vanish
On the back of this dying tide. Make it last,
Lest these days are but a pretence, a lie
Before the curtain drops on an empty stage.

Copyright Vickie Johnstone, August 17, 2018



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