Tuesday, November 20, 2018


Hollowness is only hollowness when viewed from within the hollow
When beside it, it shimmers with a ripeness found only in
the sun
most often found in shades of blue & green
though gold sometimes hides deep in its pockets
lay your ear against its tautness


do you hear the ocean? the pulling note from a cello?
snow falling into the tree tops?

maybe the soundtrack from Goldfinger
or your life
lay your hand upon the hollow and snap down a beat
a ring of rhythm surprises
holding a tone & a thread of story

hollowness holds everything when one stands from without

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