Storm FrontA Poem by E.J. WalingStorm
front. Rolling in. Clouds on the horizon. Gales revving up. Rearranging. Knocking over what once was. History upended. Unsuspecting. Populace unaware. Powerful force builds. Masters of time and space. Pulling strings pushing buttons. Puppeteers behind the scenes. Have always been. Marginal impact, no more. Mind bending control, psyche infiltrating power. Deep cover puppet masters. Power unleashed. Magic wands waving. Circling the globe. Technological mind grab. Invasion, control inevitability. Look around. It’s well on the way. Future world oblivious. © 2023 E.J. Waling |
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Added on August 29, 2023 Last Updated on August 29, 2023 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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