Thought a man
That one day he would thrive
Formulate and populate
Then expand
Imagine it thoroughly
To the extent
That he will fly upon it
Caress notions with textures from it
Unlike any he has ever touched
Still
Unable to pick it like fruit from his whitered psyche to supply those deemed worthy
But by then
Life took its final stand
And he lost time and forgot he put it all away
Now the world will never catch a glimpse of it
Or have felt
Or have known of its existence
Or even inclined to provide it vigor
At this point.
This original poem (poetry) is written and copyrighted by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her in May 2021 (C)