AWAKE

Awake

Fearful the moaning

of the wind,

far worse when it begins

to speak

however low and

indistinct

of what you suspect

but dare not think,

rising and falling

like a conversation

in another room,

soft then loud

like bad news arriving.

Julian O’Dea

3 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on October 22, 2021 at 9:16 am

    There are some similarities. While we are going into fall, you are going into spring. You’ll see flowers soon. Yay!

    Reply

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