April - NaPoWriMo - 28
I used to write
With mushroom clouds
And endings to it all.
I used to say
How I would watch
The day bombs start to fall.
I well knew how
To make friends cry
Drew dragon’s tears from eyes.
I’d share them all
And call them all
With haunting lonely sighs.
I used to write
An end to it
And maybe still I will.
But in the garden
White caps rise
And spill with summer’s fill.
I used to write
And weep, today
I’ll try to smile for you.
For see the shapely
White on gray
Are summer cloud’s renewed.
Written for ReadWritePoem #28 - intuition - freewriting
With mushroom clouds
And endings to it all.
I used to say
How I would watch
The day bombs start to fall.
I well knew how
To make friends cry
Drew dragon’s tears from eyes.
I’d share them all
And call them all
With haunting lonely sighs.
I used to write
An end to it
And maybe still I will.
But in the garden
White caps rise
And spill with summer’s fill.
I used to write
And weep, today
I’ll try to smile for you.
For see the shapely
White on gray
Are summer cloud’s renewed.
Written for ReadWritePoem #28 - intuition - freewriting
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