Screened Porch Poem by rich soos

Screened Porch



I sit in the humid stillness before sunrise
waiting for the early rays to reach over
the horizon and instill a patience within
to aide my antipathy toward the people
I will be forced to interact with for yet
another day and happy to see a lizard
who is also skittish near humanity silently
hanging on the screen near my head

from Dried Blood (1990)

Saturday, November 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: horizon,human condition,sunrise
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rich soos

rich soos

Passaic, NJ USA
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