ARA's blog: "poetry"

Wandering in the dark Out in the world on a lark My eyes see the twisting contortions as I consider the varied libations People wander by caught up in the race Distant horns sound in my ears Reviving old fears My past creeps upon me once again Just as I have found something in the rain I wonder do my eyes show the fear Am I to deal with another reality tear? An everlasting cycle it seems of the changes I could write reams Images float past my minds eye As I watch and sigh Those around me don't seem to have a clue To what has me in its grip and sweating into my shoes The horrors of explosive moments of death and mayhem twisting in the wind as I hold on to them The momentary thunderstorm in my head Passes back into my memories bed