Shared with W3 #200 – alphabet poetry

ash beneath cradle;

drifting
echoes,
fade;

glowing hushes
in jewelled knots

linger,

murmur;

night observations
pale quietly;

ribbons, silvery tin;
under veils,

wispy x-rays
yearning zero.

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Today’s Daily Stoic poem:

When You Lose Control

Reason may have abandoned you
But it was you who had abandoned it
After messing up, what did you do?
Stop! Compose! And just let it sit