Writer’s Shock: Pennants of the Present 

You were genuinely shocked to see 
my familiar face in a sea 
of new faces in the new place of poetry 
somehow someway the fates have a way 
of placing signposts in the way 
of the pure of heart 
of which you are

You are truly a knight in my sight 
restoring my belief in the write 
in moments of gnosis 
I know that you know this

I know that you know
in full 
what we only knew 
in partial 

When I listen 
to
the birds
call
I know you 
are
embedded 
in

THE ALL

Embedded in beds of flowers 
where bees buzz
embedded in blades of grass 
across the vast 
Embedded in the breeze 
winding designs through the trees 
embedded where 
the water flows from here to there
Embedded in the eternal presence 
of the pennants 
of
the present

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Cipher
Pohms 
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