Jul 2018
She walked in
In a tail spin
through the ringer
in a heap
I took her in
Like an umbrella
Or a warm hug
or a blanket
She hung out
in the sunlight
Consumed my shelter
Then she disappe…
In a tail spin
through the ringer
in a heap
I took her in
Like an umbrella
Or a warm hug
or a blanket
She hung out
in the sunlight
Consumed my shelter
Then she disappe…
I am attempting to write spontaneous poems in 5 minutes or less. My attempt.
