This poem just came to me a few minutes ago, and I started writing it down. I don’t know if it’s any good, but I thought I should get it out there. I’m almost certain it’s incomplete, but we’ll see. This is a free verse poem.
The Newest Plague
Sorrow:
The disease that plagues the people.
Dead minds,
Empty hearts,
Warfare on all metaphysical fronts.
Take a deep breath, step back.
Wake up, see anew!
Chilling isn’t it…
To see, for the first time,
A droplet of the morning’s dew?
Breathe and embrace the sight, for this could be the last time you see it.
Reach out, grasp!
Take that chance and act,
Why sit back and accept?
Fan away that smoky sorrow and relight the coals.
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I like the tone of this poem…to not wait but to take a chance at your dreams…very nice.
Well, thank you! Only after looking back at this a few months later can I say that I am definitely proud of this piece.