House Call

House Call

 

Aspirations' of integrity

and the world

has a glow,

radical,

in regretful

assumption.

 

The taking of

morning breaths,

deep and

to the point,

bleeding from

degeneration.

 

A constant bath

of cares and concerns,

muddle the thinking,

foolish the intention.

 

Lifes' kaleidoscope,

and rude awakening,

better to get home

before dark.

 

Tragic sunsets,

and an eyeful

of mystery.

Reviews

[Misery]

If Picasso's hard angles and Dali's soft curves were combined then transmuted into words, they would resemble your poems. You do have a unique way of turning phrases, dear poet.

[Abigale LeCavalier]

Thank you again!

[Misery]

Surely welcome.