eleven hints (1)

momentary catalyst,
heart in search of rest;
fragmentary certitude
in an anapest —

thoughts that formless coalesce;
irritants and wine —
odyssey of relevance,
lowing with the kine.

saying what is meant to say
doesn’t meaning give;
though they stay connected lines,
they’re derivative 

like the image of a hint
of what is to be;
maybe that’s enough for now.
suggestivity

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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