On Loan
Where does insight come from,
where do answers lie
A mockingbird to mimic truth
in streaks across the sky
The echoes of tomorrow
retreat into the past
As crumbs from where it all began
form a new repast
The light belongs to no one
all live within its glow
To claim its brightness title banned
—and lease what can’t be owned
(The New Room: July, 2022)
👁 2💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.