-Vertical Change Bright colours of the season burn in the sky and bring days that grow dark Quickly Whispers from the sun cause the ripples in the tide Pools of people gather on the track hoping to see the arrival of the light Soon The trees protest against nature's sigh, the limbs are twisted and contorted in pain Days of our souls seem endless and dim but life in a vortex can crush your dreams Softly A tune is changed with the hush, the force is felt through the touch of the wind The horizon catches the sky from being immersed in the sand A shroud of fog blankets the waves changing the churning surf Instantly I stand to face the force of the changing path to my existence, I struggle, I dream, I cry, I fail Singularly I mirror myself in the reflections of the chimes and the sound of the pain All is quiet, all is still, I can hear you, but I can't see you from here Emmett Patrick Finnegan
Reason for writing:
I wrote this several months ago and looking back I can instantly
remember where I was in the time in my life and this poem reflects
my inner confusion with the world and where I fit in and how I
saw the world at that time. I try to write my poems so that if you
close your eyes while it is being read to you then you can visualize
what I was seeing and feeling at the time I wrote it. Thanks for reading my poem and I welcome
any and all comments.
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