How Can I Begin Anything New? Poem by DM W

How Can I Begin Anything New?



How can I begin anything new?
When yesterday burns deep within me
My eyes have become accustomed to the habitual.
They have armoured themselves against wonder

I've traced the holy word in the dusty book
And I've salvaged the light from the dying sun,
But beauty does not stimulate me these days
And it rarely flashes its flowers my way.

Monday, April 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: boredom
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