May 2021
My Heart
My heart,
desert dying,
I stumble, I stumble,
rocks and rattlesnakes
waiting to wound
waiting to wound.
Daytime skies overhead.
pitch as midnight to me,
and the road of lonely years,
stretches on and stretches on,
no end or voice in sight.
James E. Roethlein copyright 2021
My heart,
desert dying,
I stumble, I stumble,
rocks and rattlesnakes
waiting to wound
waiting to wound.
Daytime skies overhead.
pitch as midnight to me,
and the road of lonely years,
stretches on and stretches on,
no end or voice in sight.
James E. Roethlein copyright 2021
Jim is the author of two books of poetry “Musing on the Cricket Game of Life Part 1 1/2” and “An Extravagant Way of Saying Nothing “both available on Amazon
