Snapshot Poem 04 November 2020

 

This is a day I did not want. 

This is a day that does not keep its promise. 

Today is a day of disappointment  

 

and fear. There is blue in the sky, 

but it’s pale and diffuse. I watch 

 

my neighbors from the corners of my eyes. 

This is not a valley prone to earthquakes, 

but I feel unsteady anyway. 

 

Why do I live here? Do I know you? Snow 

is coming. I fear we will be buried. 

           

               ~sharon brogan 

Comments

[Leigh]

Ugh
Feel this so much
Good words