Kenneth S. Frankel

The Onion High - Poem by Kenneth S. Frankel

Onion high, secret inside
each layer a ride.
With an inner sense
Held by a picket fence.
None will know
This source of my glow.
My many survivals
are in a world of rivals
With each layer a friend. Comfortable in each skin
Accepting mystery within
And mastery of the air surrounded
Each layer keeps me grounded.

Topic(s) of this poem: environment, psychology, self discovery, society, world peace

Comments about The Onion High by Kenneth S. Frankel

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 11, 2016

[Report Error]