Haze - My poetry

Haze

Dripping silence off the window pane
Lightening strikes but no sound comes with the rain.

Stillness occurs and the flashing ceases
Time stands by, rolling in the creases.

Maddening noises float in the cracks
Aggrevasion and tension revealed in stacks.

Summoning the drops into the night
The two inner-selves continue to fight.

HMM 11-14-97



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