Shawn L. Bird

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poem-foggy August 4, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:54 pm
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I have been walking in a fog

My mind blurred at the edges,

thoughts soft as cirrocumulus

passing above on a summer day.

Nothing feels important enough

to rise from the stupor.  My pilot light,

that creative spark is not burning

strongly enough to penetrate the haze.

Summer’s changing shape

has consequences.


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