hope in poetry

  • Oct. 15, 2016, 2:31 p.m.
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a diamond is just
dirty coal
transformed by pressure
and by time

a pearl is just
a bit of grit
transformed by an
oyster’s brine

perfume is only
whale vomit
mixed in with
a couple of herbs

I’m not convinced
it can only get worse
phoenix rose from the ashes
trees rise from the dirt


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