Ode To An Orphan

i. Storm darkness is a shade stirring shadows afraid then the zigzag plunges agitating the cross again and again sawing a thin line blackberry wine the brew of an angry soak a curtain torn from top to bottom the thunder ripping high priest covers his ears lest the truth storm in unwanted like an orphan ii. Orphan six feet under with no mother nor father a Ukranian wonder curls and crown become somebody’s daughter no frown shovel pats down the blunder iii. Grave this grave circumstance shown the door He stands and knocks her chance America an amusement park the plane her first ride she’s beside herself with excitement, a spark in her step iv. First Steps she will take her first steps the moon will watch desiring the test soil she’d have kissed it with her wit how many reps strengthen the catch watch out world she belongs 10/14/2020