Leavings

A crumpled page of

some fragmented 

composition, a canvas 

with one lone stoke

washed upon it,

a partially molded 

bit of clay, a tattered

bolt of forgotten cloth,

an unraveling of yarn 

where the needles

stopped….Art abandoned

becomes a message 

of its own, the leavings

of a heart, expression 

left untold.

—C.L. Fisher, March 2021

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