Saturday, January 13, 2018

frantic

i watched my moments of time,
my dreams and memories,
dissolve and drift away-
ice flows on a river swollen and bursting,
careening madly with no place particular to go
but frantic to arrive.


12/7/1994
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2 comments:

  1. Laurie MuellerJanuary 13, 2018 at 11:21 AM

    Sounds so familiar. As always, in so few words, you say volumes about our common humanity.

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  2. c harlan goodrichJanuary 13, 2018 at 2:25 PM

    Thanks! I appreciate your feedback, Laurie

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