Impromptu

standing
straight
standing
tall
thinking
tall
taller then
the surrounding
trees
mightier than
the old oak
i want
want to
be a lightning
rod to wake from
a poetic friend's
thunder slumber
asking the master
the teacher
strike me
to keep me
from sleeping
away life's dream


(Thank you Alkas)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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