GENTLE HURRICANES
I searched for happiness
kept getting a blank page
been chasing vapors
supple ghosts
of former selves
my will’s in limbo
cursed with good intentions
I taste sour
even in the sweetest kiss
fight fire with fire
without stopping
to drop and roll
I kill time with kindness
assume the fatal position
where the sun don’t shine
in my prime
can barely muster
gentle hurricanes
nobody reads me right
especially my profile
here’s the whole story
one-hundred-forty
shadows or less
c b snoad
8-28-12
We must always keep trying. Remember we are only guaranteed the “pursuit of happiness”.
By: Tom Trebswether on August 29, 2012
at 8:43 am
I’m pretty good at pursuing happiness, just not capturing it.
By: writingisknowing on August 29, 2012
at 12:49 pm