I have no pretty paintings of flowery poetic expression to delight the senses, or panoramic vistas wrought in iambic pentameter to lighten the human heart. I emerge from shadows as a Phantom masked in red, revealing the dark and despair, of a world seen through obsidian eyes.
James E. Roethlein copyright 2021
This poem will be included in my pending third book. My first two books “Musing on the Cricket Game of Life Part 1 1/2” and “An Extravagant Way of Saying Nothing “ are currently available on Amazon.