Jet Poem by anais vionet

Jet

Rating: 5.0


Like Mozart's Cherubino, I know nothing of love
but I am waiting on the runway, idling like a jet
I am burning my composure
I am inviting trouble
I have hidden gifts
and a steely will

Saturday, July 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: date,longing,teen,virus
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This extended virus isolation certainly isn't natural
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 25 July 2020

Awesomely expressed............

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