softening – poem for dVerse

Sarah writes poems

He drank a drink
that softened things,
blurred the edges
between now and then,
softened the world.

How easy, then,
to slip into that softness,

so seductive
to let that drink
slip smoothly down
the ragged throat,
sink into the soft pillow
of forgetting.

Frank Hubeny is hosting at dVerse tonight and asks us to consider polyptotony – the repetition of roots of words – he gives examples: I dreamed a dream, a song unsung.  

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