out of control chaos
behind the scenes
passion caution
duking it out
fists flying
teeter tottering
winning losing
caution passion
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on May 30, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (JUN 1) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on September 8, 2020
Categories:
duking, conflict, evil, passion, people,
Form: Free verse
Under grey autumn skies
Rain and teardrops trace
Washing down upon my face
In this barren place
In full disgrace
I screamed heavenward
Some words absurd
Only to be once again unheard
Here we are again
Duking it out
In a final bout
With a God who carries
All the clout
Feel like a puppet on a string
No control of anything
No path to follow
No song to sing
The rain beats down
Skies turn dark and cold
Angry clouds over me unfold
A price is paid
A soul bought and sold.
Not worth the dirt
If truth be told
Years pile up
since my birth
I wonder my worth
upon this earth
Does no good
to cry in vain
And as time passes
Again and again
I bite the bullet
Warm up to the pain
So for now i will refrain
And stand here naked in the rain
Just me and God
On this run-away train.
Categories:
duking, angst,
Form: Free verse