This very moment wants to be permanent;
My words raining on the white being blackened paper water the barren field of my words;
In the near future, those passing by the river of poetic time will tell one another another story.
It could not have been in existence;
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I like your writing style...this poem, some what, has a free-verse quality while your long lines flow like silk yet, not in formal style. Line and cadence? I like the title.I wrote a poem In the moment { I believe that's the title]. Time is set permanently in 'This Very Moment' then moved to a minute as so forth. 'you can extend this moment by reading, rereading and writing it too' I like this poem, too