John W. McEwers

Veteran Poet - 1,178 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

At Night, I Think Of Trees Sailing - Poem by John W. McEwers

Too much light in life.
The dark must take my life.
Until my dark is rife
With my aging life.

I tell you now, this pains me so
Your eyes, aglow, will show—
Me
My insecure-
-ities.

I’m tired.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, April 12, 2010


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