quenching your thirst #poetry

i wait for you

inside the mirror

time passes

doors open

and close

years come

and go


the old

grandfather clock


you look

in the mirror

the mirror

reflects back


that quench

your thirst.




6 thoughts on “quenching your thirst #poetry

  1. The painting in this poem causes sadness from the old clock, the infinity of mirrors and their synonyms. Opening and closing.
    Beauty remains! Thank you for sharing.


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