Storm Claims One...
Thirty days has September.
rain began, I remember
hearing, softly felt it sinking in.
glist’ning eyes, slowly drowning.
in the gale hell is crowning,
births the death of all I’d hoped to win.
’twas fools gold that kept me trying,
mops and towels for the drying
still the madness sweeping ’bout my head
finds me here, mid-December,
lost at sea. this love’s ember
once shone bright but, brightly, now is dead.
© – Gary Lee Parker
Storm Claims One... by Gary Lee Parker
I’ve won, and I’ve lost, and I lived every moment…
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Comments
ahh- so true of the human journey. I like how you say this, great write..
Thank you. It’s at least true of my journey. I’m glad you could relate. :)
– Gary Lee Parker
wow.. nicely done
Thank you. I’m glad you appreciate it. :)
– Gary Lee Parker