Poetics Aside Prompt: Wheels (of any kind) Poem
Above this maddened
Wheeling and dealing
Sighing and crying
Taking and breaking
Of vows
Above time’s perpetual
Turning and yearning
Reeling with feeling
Groping and hoping
Flow
Above this torrent
Rushing and crushing
Dreaming and scheming
Surreal quadrille
And swoon
God pins His mercy
In a silver sliver
Grace above craze
A gentle mantle
Of crescent moon
© Janet Martin
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