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Poetry, A Requiem Zachary Phillips Poetry, A Requiem Zachary Phillips

A Simulacrum of Thought

 

Every morning
I rise with the sun
Watching with awe
The soft vibrancy
Of cloud and colour

Each sunrise uniquely its own
Yet so similar
That its subtlety
Is often lost

A simulacrum of thought
Overlayed upon reality
Obscuring the beauty
Of the moment

How much of life
Have I lost
In this way?

This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

 
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