further yearnings

Come To Timmy

a yearning reaches for the vast
continent of possible scenes
macro to micro, ethereal
and eros; internal eternity,

but a vibe in monochrome blankets all.
Pride, pray, is not here a player
but only aware of a state that is,
which one may say is for anchorage

contributing to earthly sustenance,
but to speak editorially
a seaside terrace brandy and coffee
makes all that is monochrome melt away.

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About Timmy the Scribbler

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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