In the Mist

In the mist
opportunities, in a daze
of my life, I see
side or riverside pail

to insignificance

Morning
my losses, and whole
in my pocket, I wade
down with care, into water

you doing

In the past
by with time’s soldiering
on, but not up, lifting
my spirits in two

oblivion

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