Sweet downed hummingbird.
I wonder where you are now in a country gone mad.
Did you give up poetry to become an office girl?
Perhaps you said what you needed to say and it is better to forget?
Your poems scared me to death when I first read them.
I was alright then, able to don the mask of a survivor.
Things have changed.
Every day is a battle for sanity I'm not sure I'll win.
My days are a blur.
My nights, a gasp.
I'm writing this to you because I know you'd understand.
I wonder where you are now in a country gone mad.
Did you give up poetry to become an office girl?
Perhaps you said what you needed to say and it is better to forget?
Your poems scared me to death when I first read them.
I was alright then, able to don the mask of a survivor.
Things have changed.
Every day is a battle for sanity I'm not sure I'll win.
My days are a blur.
My nights, a gasp.
I'm writing this to you because I know you'd understand.
I've got to look into Maura O'connor.
ReplyDelete...down the rabbit hole I go!!!
Thanks for the invitation! See you soon?