Thursday, January 26, 2006

Seasonal Affect

Another Sol Magazine suggestion: Write a short poem, ten lines or fewer, on anything to do with natural light.

You can't know it unless you've been there.
The weight, endless weight of grey skies,
rain and wind sobbing at the windows of your soul.
Everything you thought was solid seems to slide
through your mud-slick grip
a world dissolving away...
Only sunlight can save me from despair.

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