Spend the Day With Poetry
Life comes at you
through a haze of words
distorted and cloaked
by the grey murk of meaning.
Its shape becomes solid
as it passes through
the last droplets of syllables.
In its flurry
Life knocks you aside
with a whoosh of stuff.
Leaving you stumbling
in its slip stream
wishing
you could spend the day
with poetry.
Please follow this link to see the video that I was able to make for this poem on my way to work-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KWL0GC0eLtM
Copyright © Scott Thirtyseven | Year Posted 2014
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