Down I go into the gray and brown.
I hit the sides, like being in a cradle that is
rocked too fast. It's an abrupt catastrophe.
I didn't see this one coming; but I felt it, like
the slight rumble of an earthquake, or like the
false dawn, before the real light yawns and
opens the sickly day.
It's just another ending, dapple and down.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Please check out my youtube channel and my latest book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems. It's available on Amazon. https://www.amazon.com/Seedy-Town-Blues-Thomas-Case-ebook/dp/B0CJLPMC8N/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=
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Comments7
How very beautiful Thomas. I've had a few days like this in my time. 🩷
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
That light will always find you Thomas.
Andy
Thank you.
Been there, done that and worn the Tee shirt out ... many times ..
Thanks brother.
Good write T.
Thank you.
You have chosen stunning, visceral imagery in crafting this poem. Beautifully done dear poet, you made me feel it.
Thank you so much.
Verynice job, TWC. Suggestion: Why not post your Amazon link with your Comment from the author about the poem. In that vein, here's my you tube link to my amateur singing:https://studio.youtube.com/channel/UCNq81JwkxHf5-byQ-i355Ew/analytics/tab-overview/period-lifetime.
good advice. Thank you
There we go. I did it. I have it on my profile page, but your suggestion is well taken.
Down I go into the gray and brown.
This is the only part that I cant make sense of, love the word play in the rest. Can't tell if it's cultural differences that I don't get the first line or if it went over my head. No need to explain, just didn't want to be sincere of something I liked but didn't understand fully. Thanks
Thank you.
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