Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Moment
Ill-advised as lightning fall,
Rash, forethought bereft, but
Sailing, trailing, waltz of dazed
Beam this sideways kick
Started so stranger a brand
A song to belt away in crowded
Room.
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