The rut of your thinking, the rough road,
the weary pleasure in the familiar sights and sounds,
and then the joy of a sudden storm
that settles it all to ground —
or it might be the laugh of a child,
just as they lower you,
just as wild seed takes root
when love’s sweet something is found.
Recently Banned Literature, August 22, 2016
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Categories: Recently Banned Literature
Tags: Child and Man, Death, Joy, Laughter, Love, Poems, Poetry, Thinking
William Michaelian 