Poem -
Clearing
The thunder bolts are ceasing
The window's stopped shaking
The darkness is lifting and
The sun rays are making
A halo of hope around
All that's been faking
As the sky slowly clears
The storm clouds are taking
The weather that causes
My mind to start breakingĀ
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A poem of natural chaos. Love it Shelley!
Wow SHELLEY!!.....I haven't read much from you lately....but I have to say this is a bit of departure from what I have read of yours in the past.....I hope all is well with you and yours.....That aside.....this is a powerful foray into theĀ potentialĀ for the minds ability to "Skip Rope", "Take Charge", and leave one alone in a cell......considering ~ "How did I get here!!??"......ALL STARS & PINNED!!....Powerful stuff dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xoĀ :Ā )