Circular Rooms

Trapped in circular rooms,

sanity wobbles on

 hollow stones

 

lucidly weaved stitches

piece together

 fragile frames of reference

 

round (w)holes with square pegs

lived into place

 

monumental mental musings

both alpine and obscure

 

towering fortitude with invisible shackles

are my legacy

 

 potentials captive in chaos

are my life

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2 thoughts on “Circular Rooms

  1. Love the image of the round room to begin your blog post poem. The poetry takes me deep and far. Especially: “round (w)holes with square pegs lived into place”. Intriguing. The holes and wholes lived into place. Thanks for your creative adventure in words here today. Lisa

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