RAPID CYCLING POEMS

TRY

TRY

 

 

I wander aimlessly beneath a prophetic, mackerel sky

The land I pass woven like patchwork; a blanket for my eyes.

That I am lost and broken, my heart cannot deny

Nor can any reasoning explain or justify.

Henceforth I aim displacement of the veil that shields my eyes

To be open to all possibilities – however they’re disguised.

I’ll embrace each and every moment - even the goodbyes

And learn from every lifetime - I promise I will try.