L'aura del Campo

Short poems 974-977 [175.333a-d]

Four short poems 974-977

974

Living. What I do
best—waiting for that call
that never comes.

[175.333a]

975

Today—yet
another good day to die.
I will not lie.

Only time enough to say
goodbye—Goodbye.

[175.333b]

976

What isn't crushed
to atoms—remains as bones
and thoughts

[175.333c]

977

Where mountains define
the sky—better to go
around them.

[175.333d]

© Kåre Enga (25.february.2019)

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