Reaching For The Cream

Have I finally truly said it all

running out of words

Thoughts and feelings too remote

my pen a blunted sword

 

The doors revolve and seasons change

as Winter calls my name

Whose grammar laced with period ends

and fingers stricken lame

 

A final time my eyes shut tight

to fall into a dream

Just one more word—new phrase to grace

reaching for the cream

 

(Villanova University: July, 2022)

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