Pretending To Be Old Poem by Kenneth English
Pretending To Be Old
Pretending to be old,
An elder branch
Cloven and blanch
Clustered with mold, gold
Until time withholds
The brace upon the arc
And threats to rip apart
What pieces still hold.
Faces are an art,
The Master apprentices
Illusion languish
Charmed hearts,
And pry and vanquish
Love among the anarch.
Sunday, November 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: acceptance,age,illusion,old,time,tree,wonder
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