Am edging close to my life’s rim
blurred in opaque sketchiness
am hobbling on aging’s path dim
cobbled with such pettiness
That which lies beyond the mundane
senses my soul, knows not the brain
Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
blurred in opaque sketchiness
am hobbling on aging’s path dim
cobbled with such pettiness
That which lies beyond the mundane
senses my soul, knows not the brain