Bridging The Present

October 1, 2023

Hope may wane

and wishes fade

but art forever keeps

Dawn till dusk

till dawn again

incessance buried deep

Sculptors sculpt

and painters paint

as writers seize the day

Creation’s bridge

its toll insures

—tomorrow’s yesterday

(The New Room: September, 2023)

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