musicaman21

2/9/2023

Carried by wings
Through the heart of the storm…

He ran out the door
Running hopelessly late…

An eruption of dust
When I threw off my sheets…

I’ve turned twenty-seven
An ominous age…

Finding new ways
To retread the same ground…

Well, don’t I feel foolish
For yesterday’s poem…

The lake should be frozen
This time of the year…

“Are the trees always like this?”
I think to myself…

Hesitation in saying
The words on the script…

I ponder the mindset
Leaders have during war…