Links Poem by Chris Schleier, Jr.

Links



Bolts of life

lightning fast

Crashing down
from our past.

The memories
will always last.

The storm is rolling on.

Linking, clinging
to another

foreshadowing

the distant thunder.

raindrops beading, dropping under

what conditions spark above.

Teardrops streaking
down the face:

Wrinkling.

a steady pace.

How. when. time. place.

until our time has passed.

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