Dave Cox Poet Rhyme

Freed On Appeal

I can feel it, the hot sticky atmosphere
A storm brewing, electricity and thunder
I can see the clouds gathering, over the hills
The dread of nature at its fiercest, most dangerous.
I won’t sleep, not until it’s done
I’ve nowhere to hide and nowhere to run

You take off your coat, ask what’s for tea
It’s normal, nothing out of the ordinary
Yet, my heart beats loud in my ears, it knows
A force of nature, deep in your heart, not outside
I’ve done nothing wrong, yet the air is electric
I can feel the change and spot all the signs

You’re food is too hot and your tea too cold
The kids too young, me too old
You’re a bubbling cauldron about to explode
Then you grab me pushed against a wall
Your fist a club but I’m not allowed to fall
Your frustration and anger is all I feel
that day in court you were freed on appeal.

David Cox 01/08/21

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Emilia James August 7, 2021 at 2:36 AM One never really knows what goes on behind closed doors. To live in fear of another is no life. Felt the emotion and fear in your poem Dave, Emilia. Dave Cox August 7, 2021 at 12:55 PM Hi Emilia, I get these ideas for poems late at night and just write them down. Luckily, it's just a poem, like 90% of what I write. Thanks for your comments. Dave