how deep
is the shallow
it is deep
it is deep
the gravel
that is gold
is an
illusion
the sun
bends its light
and sprays colour
everywhere
but
beware
the illusion
it is deep
~
Poem #551 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.
Frank Prem Poetry 
Hi, Frank. Thanks for another great poem. Love the imagery. Have a great day. Goff
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You’re welcome, Goff. Delighted you’re enjoying them.
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My pleasure. Best Wishes. Goff
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