the long night (a poem)
filled with thought
layered in dream
lost in this place
where I can be
anyone or anything
my heart desires
or fears may bring
filled with thought
layered in dream
lost in this place
where I can be
anyone or anything
my heart desires
or fears may bring
We are all affected by a solar eclipse in ways great and small, but I never expected this.
(1,330 words)
“It is what it is” applies to:
…a rainy day.
…when you forget the lyrics to a song.
…getting a hole in your sock.
I was at the hospital with my dad. He was there to be tested for an issue related to what took my mom’s life a few years before. While waiting, an idea for a poem hit me.
A poem is not found
in an abundance of words.
Nor is it unnecessarily complex.
Poetry is found in the heart
and in the connection it makes.
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