Treasure Island

Nassy Fesharaki

(Dec 29 / Iran)

Hail in Closet


Hail in closet

Like Simorgh and Qoqnoos or Phoenix
There are things in this world
Or sometimes in our words
We receive from others
“Not true! It’s a lie.”

Do not rush; let’s break, slow down
New look; Redress your brain
Ask question with maybe
“What if turns as true? ”
Then snap-smile

In Texas when it hailed, very large
Some as big as bricks; broke
The window in the room
And covered the floor
In closet on clothes

Suspicious look back, still in doubt.
But friends come around; talk
'Crazy' we say and laugh
As Phoenix, it is hard
Hard to believe

Was 1968, in Lackland
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Submitted: Friday, April 25, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 25, 2014

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This is a true story in Lackland AFB, San Antonio, Texas, USA

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