Treasure Island

Mel (Carmela) Patterson

(10/26/40 / Los Angeles, CA)

GIBRALTAR


Gray black fog folds and unfolds
within my mind and my space
hiding heavily laden dark clouds
that rain intermittently upon my face
they bedew my bed in mournful moan
I do not like this hateful zone
My fragile heart has turned to stone
I become Gibraltar


© Mel Patterson,11-25-11

Submitted: Friday, November 25, 2011
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