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Clearing in the Woods - Without Glasses

by Chris Sorrenti


Slowly down the path of Life
another clearing in the woods
much needed reassurance
when so often lost
in these complex times
as another thunderstorm
of the mind
fades into nether

Still the night bird
I welcome each new day
in its infancy
as I did all those decades ago
without need of glasses
again
with the eyes of a child
hypnotized by every shape and color
fascinated to the point
almost forgetting
to write the poetry
or was it on purpose?

At a crossroads
but which direction to go?
possibly time to stop for a while
find a small town
somewhere off the beaten path
disappear into the matrix
live to fight another day?
mighty August is on the way


© 2022

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07/04/2022

Posted on 07/04/2022
Copyright © 2024 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/05/22 at 09:07 PM

Loved "another thunder storm of the mind."

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