Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Miserable Tinsel

Dusk plummets 
with the grace
of scissored

marionettes
disgorging
phantom garlands

from seeping 
notchwort 
across belties 

and gullies.
Without 
the moon

the vale, 
is festooned
with the most 

miserable 
of tinsels.
But with…
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This entry was posted on November 26, 2022 by in creative writing, Poem, poem of the day, Poetry, Will Vigar and tagged , , , , , , , .
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