Caveat: Poem #1139 Jared Way 2019-09-13, 05:53 A Daily Poem / My Poetry & Fiction / Nonnet A speculative solipsism: I imagined being a bear. The world was an endless verb. All objects were nameless. Feelings thrummed through me. The seasons changed. The trees drooped. Leaves fell. Bare. – a nonnet Previous PostCaveat: Tree #253 Next PostCaveat: Tree #254 Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *CommentName* Email* Website Save my name, email, and site URL in my browser for next time I post a comment.