
Moral Fibers
Knowing without damnation to questions
those prosodian rackets are forking tongues
lingering in its own bondage to curse
without reflections to the integrity of moral fibers
conjuring inadequacies
alone in those mummery feint rooms…
© Poetess Victoria L. McColley
Love,
Sage
John
The smoke reminded me
Of the native American peace pipe
Love the picture great write!
Wishing you a safe and joyful
Memorial Day weekend…Yolie
dave.
Cheers,
Dan
Peace,
Dayvid
Fee
Georg