Lipogram: Actuality (the letter e is omitted)
©2011, Olan L. Smith
What if all is an illusion of mist and dust?
If tomorrow is a fantasy of synaptic sparking
And if an individual flash of thought is missing, would cosmic totality fall apart?
Is dissipation akin to blazing arrows fading on a Fourth of July?
Thus all stops, dissolving into random actions?
I imply an instant, a motion or a thought, lost — is not insignificant.
It obtains all to build this actuality and if a solo act is not a finishing ― it is all for naught.
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
