Inaugural Thoughts
poem by:
P Mason
Written
on Jan 17, 2017
Inaugural thoughts
Restlessness and angst swirling around like so much
smoke and dust in the breezes of uncertainty
people fretful and worried for uncharted futures.
Darkness and cold, metaphors for the end of times
that seem ever present on the doorstep of a failing
nation confused and fearful of everything.
These are not the earmarks of hope.
These are not the earmarks of dreams.
These are not the earmarks of prayer.
Tags: depressing, imagery,
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Christopher Russon commented:
Lovely poem.I like it
James Notley
commented on Jun 18, 2020 at 3:24am
negative emotions flow freely here....write on
