Waiting to seize a moment
I knew would never come
The visions passed like storm clouds
deception on the run
The light was all around me
as I stood there in the dark
The shadows of misguided fear
—my path forever marked
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)
Helicopters Crash
Micromanaged children
in a micromanaged world
The I’s all dotted, T’s all crossed
lost within the swirl
Each cup seemed overflowing
empty spaces void and null
All time and place for life’s surprise
—now victim to its toll
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)
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Comments1
two for the price of one.. good thinking .... you are obviously a survivor sir... nice read too.
Thanks Nevlle
my pleasure..
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