This is not the first poem I have written on holes and their emptiness. This one, however, relates the hole to its wholeness.

28 to Create, Day 21 – (W)hole

Image by: bentolman at DA
Image by: bentolman at DA

Your whole imagined world
collapses in an abyss
where seasons don’t arrive
and news don’t cover it
The wholeness of the world
postpones its failure in
a hole.

© 2014, soulmary

Note: Featured image by: wiciaq at DA

Author: soul mary

Writer, poet and reader