For Want Of Tears To Shed Poem by moon batchelder

For Want Of Tears To Shed



i wonder if a snake
before it's time to shed it's skin
feels a bit - discomfitted
residing still therein.

or summer feels the strain
of many days so long and warm
and drained - as tho - begins to wane
'ere winter sends a storm.

for something of a doom
is looming - somewhere overhead -
and seems a hole inside my soul
for want of tears to shed

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moon batchelder

moon batchelder

bemidji, minnesota
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