Transfer

Can promise friendship fresh personnifies
transfer from level ground to penthouse steep,
skim surface whim, or [b]rim vast wave as deep
and high as a tsunami which defies
all in its path, searching to emphasize
emotions' drive, all obstacles must leap?
Will [n]one these words recall or shall both keep
in heart and soul a part? the whole? though flies
Fate’s double hand whose grim date none denies
although some days may snail-trail, seem to creep
unwilling to their one-way dungeon keep?
Is one alone, or may two empathize?
Is this base transfer case, or skein once sown
on which two dangle while Time’s scythe rusts prone?

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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