Three Ounces Of Sunlight Poem by Jeffrey McCambridge
Three Ounces Of Sunlight
Clouds of apprehension and
oppression blot out the sun.
The world is made a colder place
by her absence as scattered beams
of light freckle the ground.
Reaching out my hand, I
hold three ounces of sunlight
wrestling through the cracks
it dies trying to fight.
The clouds that I see,
Between me and the sun
tell me the secrets of darkness
have only begun.
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4/23/2024 7:32:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
an outasight title. take care.