Doubt Poem by Patti Masterman
Doubt
Wood draws in the shallows,
Time warps in the fault.
Words fail when they're fallow;
Clocks fail, then they halt.
Steps circle the crater,
Trails cease at the ledge:
And now falls into later-
But doubt lives on the edge.
Very wise and a nice depth in some good old fashioned poetry. Now this is poetry I say................. Jim Troy
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4/29/2024 12:32:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Words of wisdom, doubt is a feeling too cruel, hot and cold. On the edge, perhaps, but also embedded into my consciousness. Beautiful writing.