Monday, September 28
Shadow

snapshot

my green chair

in the corner is my
chair waiting expectangly
for me to perch upon
its cushioned seat
and read volumes of
revelation and texts
on inane history that
makes people cross
their eyes in vexation
and candles stand at
attention ready to be lit
waiting to provide
wisdom and energy
to the reader.

nah.  facebook.

my green chair: for National Poetry Month and the Writing Prompt of Poetic Asides (snapshot) and NaPoWriMo.

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