It's Still Life

The Architecture of a Moment

Notes: Rooted in the oldest English tradition, Anglo-Saxon accentual verse follows the rhythm of breath and heartbeat rather than syllable or rhyme, where meaning is carried by cadence, image, and pause.

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I.
The Architecture of Where

Where silence hums its deep, unbroken tune;
where the past softens
under the patient moon.

Where steam from a tea bowl fades.
Where waiting does not weary the soul.

Where the heart remembers
the weight of a wing,
and all that was lost
learns to sing.

II.
Where the Map Folds

Where mist clings low where the tea grows cold,
Where moonlight bleeds on the valley’s fold.
Where no birds fly from the waiting pine,
And our two hearts rejoin, entwined.

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Written for Writers’ Digest Poem-a-Day Challenge, word prompt: Where. Poems/prose and some images are ©Misky 2006-2025.