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dVerse — quadrille — Immortal Osmium

Osmium Crystals

Motorcycle purrs, waits,
buttery leather jacket

Crooning at dusk to the hens

Finding coral mushrooms
in moss under the pines

Wet splishes and creaks
sailing under moonlight

Picking raspberries
while riding mini-bikes

Priceless, terrible memories
will never be extinguished.

Punctuations within hell
won’t die.

Linda is the host for dVerse today.  Linda says:
[T]oday I would challenge you to use the word extinction, but not refer to climate change directly. And as long as the word Extinction (or a variation thereof) is in either the title or the body of the poem, that is fine.

Image of osmium is from Alchemist-hp / Creative Commons License

34 thoughts on “dVerse — quadrille — Immortal Osmium

    1. Frank I was thinking about this when trying to articulate, and to me it seems almost like a reverse PTSD, where you can keep processing the trauma and get through it with time, but the good memories can’t get you beyond the person who shared them with you in between all that trauma.

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