Monday At Night Poem by Marilyn Jean

Monday At Night



Yesterday night was so clear
Monday away always reveals
Freedom triggers an event
Showing the subtle cracks
I must stay nice, know I do
Yet, in all values or tones
C is for the control
Always it is so well-formed
Even though I stare deep in its eyes
Frankly, sad it is, or often dark
Cried, here, cold then hot on me
Could not again and always do

Tuesday, November 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: control
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