Untitled (Light/Thunder) Poem by Mark Money

Untitled (Light/Thunder)



I see a ghostly gauzy light
shining spectral through the blinds
cut by fingers of branches
shaken by thunder.

maybe i'll sleep now
and leave someone else
to see the ghostly gauzy light

i'll sleep now
and listen for the thunder.

© 2019 (Bolingbrook IL)

Wednesday, April 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
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Mark Money

Mark Money

Kansas City, Missouri
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