Scoring my scars on the daybreak
We head for howlers delight
Scaring the hummingbird’s stalemate
We bed the runners on sight
Scheming our elders of haydays
We rid the hours of blight
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 83: Unlife Crisis
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Aug. 18, 2024
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Andreas_Helixfinger at 5:35AM, Aug. 18, 2024
@PaulEberhardt - Glad you like it^^
PaulEberhardt at 2:27AM, Aug. 18, 2024
"Scoring my scars on the daybreak" - Gotta love this line! This whole poem has style, too.