May 31, 2021
1 min read
Glowing Orb
A sonnet
Waking with a screeching horrid howling,
Run to the window to see what happened,
A glowing orb is in the pond boiling,
Steam billowing, the water has maddened.
Should I stay hidden behind these curtains,
Or run outside and confront this demon?
Maybe what arrived will ease our burdens?
Maybe just one of what may be legion?
