torn corners & confetti (i)
a poem in eight parts
by punkie
our memories
are so many
torn corners
tossed in celebratory purpose
like confetti at a wedding
left for another
to sweep off
the cathedral steps.
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4 Comments
Lovely imagery.
Thanks Heidi. More to come. I think you will enjoy it 🙂
Beautiful!
Thanks Michael – seven more stanzas to follow <3