Shut out...
In the cold...
Left to hunger...
Knawing at the bone...
Wondering...
Waiting...
Through anticipation...
Light begins to cast her shadow...
Doubt begins to drift her sea...
Misery...
Grabs a hold of me...
Swallows me like Chianti...
Swaying from side to side...
Warmly cradling...
Clinging to the walls...
Bravery in the fall.
That makes me sad. You write so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteAnother wonderful poem, thank you!
ReplyDeleteCan I tell you, I read this one out loud which is completely rare for me to do. But when I initially read it, this had such a nice rhythmic spoken word flow I just couldn't resist the recitation. Nice job!
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