Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2018
Snowflakes of rain
falling to my face

An open wall
an open window
open space

Where I see the world
and the world can see
all of me
the dark side
hiding

A breeze
Can they hear me sing

Can I let them in
the lights are out

Slow down
I'm coming down

I never notice
how the clouds form
to create the perfect storm
eileen
Written by
eileen
Please log in to view and add comments on poems