but scarcer still

the woodlands fade to memory
the shores to myth, and tale,
the mountains teem with power lines
for power must not fail –

the sky is dusty, with regret,
all nature is on ration —
but scarcer still is love, i think:
it is so
out of fashion

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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