It’s raining silver, and my heart cries

For future moments stolen

Lightning strikes across the skies

Burning fabric woven

Keening wind, agonized

Identities unravel

Collected memories meet demise

Forgotten words are broken

Petitions to the Heavens rise

Please arrest the hailstorm

Icy splinters crystallize

Hammered into the framework

Funnels and sand storms colonize

My chain is firmly anchored

Wings enfold and harmonize

I cling to John and Be.

Written 11-07-2016, 11:57pm
Copyright © 2016 by Julia Meek Chambers, all rights reserved.






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