Dark Side Of The Moon…


For me the storm is not over.

Merely changing its color.

Noise still deafens.

Wind still rages.

My head still tucked,

Bracing against the force and hanging on.

Bleeding wounds still unattended,

My furious storm shifts gears.

Black Hole devoured my Trees,

Swallowed my Sun

And gave black ice.

Dark, blinding, cold.

Vacant spot beside.

I am no longer a shield.

I am solitaire.

Written 11-30-2017, 01:30am
Copyright © 2017 by Julia Meek Chambers, all rights reserved.

Alone in the Dark Side of the Storm

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Filed under Glioblastoma, NaBloPoMo, Poetry, Writing

4 responses to “Dark Side Of The Moon…

  1. Pingback: Day Thirty – NanoPoblano – Poem/Poetry – “Fearing The Wilderness No More” by David Ellis | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish)

  2. I never thought about a storm changing colour before. And the Sun being swallowed, both breathtaking and terrifying. Stormy words, brimming with broody brilliance 🙂

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