Let me tell you of my favourite book,
A wondrous work from a uniquely gifted author,
The likes of which never before wrote and never shall be again.
My reading of this piece began with just a single look,
I jumped in at the most recent update with the previous chapters a slow unraveling,
Rewardingly thrown in here and there.
From daily the updates slow to a crawl,
As though sections of a stalwart bridge begin to fall.
Not clear why,
It plants a seed of worry buried in the fertile soil of the mind.
Suddenly,
The next page is blank.
Suddenly,
The book closed.
Maybe it will reopen and words again flow,
Alas for now the book has one last message to send.
The End.
YOU ARE READING
Assorted poems of a MoonWolf
PoetrySimply a collection of my regularly written poems, varying in length, style and subject :) Cover provided by someone I haven't heard from in a while..
