Fogged Poem by Melanie Emikohe

Fogged

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The angels are so hushed tonight
I've been waiting for their whispers;
My papers are clean, my mind is fogged,
My feelings are full, my words are mute.

I've had my shares of cup refills,
Maybe when my soul is all warmed up
They shall heed and fly this way...
No - I can't hear them yet. Not a sound.

Tuesday, July 17, 2018
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Vincent 17 July 2018

Beautifully done Melanie! Waiting for the whispers of Angels... (takes a lot of patience)

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Melanie Emiko 17 July 2018

Thank you Vincent...☺

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