13:23
A free verse poem
I’ve ignored the symptoms
of a head cold for the past
four days and played it
off as just the weather taking
a turn — my sinuses — rushing
over me like a waterfall — my
throat on fire — intermittent
congestion — cough.
I’ve ignored the symptoms
of a head cold for the past
four days and played it
off as just the weather taking
a turn — my sinuses — rushing
over me like a waterfall — my
throat on fire — intermittent
congestion — cough.
“soliloque” came to me in a dream. It is a space for my thoughts; both personal & private. Are you listening? Can you hear me?
I am more than breath & bones. I am nectar in waiting. “You write like a jagged, beautiful dream.” ©Martha Manning •https://acorneredgurl.com