What Is This Place? Poem by Chris Schleier, Jr.

What Is This Place?



What is this place

without a trace

of life below the moon?

How many years

have I been here

Thinking it was noon?

There is no more

longing for

the life that was the sun.

as through the dark

I see a spark

of better things to come!

Sunday, August 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: imagery
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