Crooked Crumbs

Judgement hid behind glass frames

shadows of present lives hang by

words sift through wine and sea shells

muted laughter and picture smiles

 

Scent of new beginnings in a bottle

faint desire in a stolen glance

beauty wrapped up in secrets

evening invitations denied

 

Cruel love chained to a rock

new life across the gilded sky

an unknown tongue and its travails

old symphonies buried with time

 

Postcard memories of winter noon

spoken truth amid hidden lies

distant farewell at curious turns

faltering fish and February rhymes

 

Old boat, new tidings, inspired dreams

quilted darkness along lost walls

imagined lives betrayed by distance

’til words find routes to swim ashore.

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