The sun may hide the truth.
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Quiet sewed in gold--faux stillness
The lake pauses with bated breath.
But hears.
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A golden gate opens---
No clang, no clink, just clouds--
in a question.
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A damselfly shields herself
With her wings,
A spring leaf forgets
Its drops.
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Below the noon light, all deceive.
My shadow, too still.
But reaching.
For the forgotten.
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I wait for ripples.
Or a voice.
To call.
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Original poem by Michelle Liew. AI tags are concidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (5)
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I love how it peacefully flows. And the imagery is so beautiful.
I love the peaceful, but eerie vibe in this.
Oooh the whole piece flows like a secret the sun is almost ready to spill! That damselfly moment? Tiny but chef's kiss.π Plus I love how colorful your poem looks!
Hope we don't have to wait too long. Loved your poem!