53 years old
Sometimes there's a blindness in my mind's eye
I see darkness in a mortal sky
Rays of light turn away
Bend in this absent universe
I'll rise up like a city somewhere
But here a morning sun awakes me,
Awaits an answer from a restful eye
In desperate time I pray mercy to another day
Darkness creeping as blind as a mortal sky
haiku 60
1 day ago
3 comments:
beautiful images...
Great one SC.
"I'll rise up like a city somewhere."
Yes you will, you son of freedom, you.
Lots of neat poetry here; I linked in from Magpir and could not find your take on the prompt...did I not go far enough in the blog. You are expressing reality with words that soften it. Nice writing.
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