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Cinquain
 

 

 

 

Bob Lucky, CN

 

Holding On

 

Some days
I hold your hand
in the grip of fear and
insecurity, or let mine
be held.

 

 

Watching the Sky

 

Never
have I seen stars
fall with such grace, arcing
with pyrotechnic precision,
never.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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