i scrap away
at a tiny pale dot
the eye catches it quickly
in the sea of black and grey
encrusted and much shrunk
it’s sheen dulled
it’s surface marked
it nonetheless remains stubborn
my little spot of faded virtue
intotheindigo
My muse's quiet amusement
I love how the last line changes the whole poem.
=) Yes i hoped I didn’t make it too obvious so that the last line would change the reader’s perception =) Thank you for noticing asoulwalker =) Take care, Que
I like it all, very lyrical, but especialy the last line contrasted against earlier, “in the sea of black and grey”
Thank you clarabetty =) Your attention to detail is so flattering =) Take care, Que