I saw a semblance of you
It sent me reeling
Train wheels
Screaching against ardent metal rails
Those cool blue eyes
Rising flames
Behind a frosted sheet of glass
In Winter
Pierce through me even now
Gisela, I like the intensity... the sudden screaching. I can certainly relate to the feeling. Well done! ! Brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your powerful images make me cringe.