Things are black and white
to you…
…simple
Nothing complicates
your view.
Blinkered.
But there are always shades
of grey…
harmful?
I never know quite what
to say:
stupid…
So no matter what
I think…
…irrelevant
Your story will be written in
black ink…
…stark…
YOU ARE READING
The Tree of Dreams
PoetryRandom poetry and the occasional drabble or dribble of other short random thought from the depths my somewhat bemused brain, or possibly Brian if the schizophrenic misspelt pseudo entity that lives up there is up to his old tricks... poems from the...
