NATIONAL POETRY MONTH
NATIONAL POETRY MONTH
Staring at me from within my mind
The memory that one cannot erase
And no-one else to share my yoke
Like a ghost that forever will haunt
A heart so cold, it makes one shiver
And blood rushing like an icy river
A sense of foreboding it will deliver
Tender smiles gone as I look gaunt
See what a viscous liquid can evoke
Wicked thoughts that can only gaze
Such that in my state I am resigned
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2025
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