Borders to infinity…


Like borders to infinity,
you and I…
There to nowhere,
edges to slabs of nothing,
refrained by distance only,
alone t’ each other,
with roots to feed ourselves
from one another.
The little world we nurture’s dead
once leaves and flowers
now fertile bed to sorrow watered
Planted by winds,
nothing to follow,
awaiting careful gardeners
to root us out,
unworthy, purple offerings
to gods of flesh,
of steel,
concrete and power.

Nothing to follow
each day’s tomorrow…

Photo by Romulus Campan ©

9 thoughts on “Borders to infinity…

    1. Thank you my dear friend… It took a couple of lonely poppies amongst concrete slabs to remind me of life… Your heartfelt thoughts are very much appreciated. Wish you all the very best. Hope to read each other a bit more often:-)


    1. Thank you so much…
      It’s those poppies which pulled me out to write. I felt like seeing someone who may feel as I do… more and more…
      It’s so good to not have been forgotten:-)


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