Nuclear Winter Poem by Robin Bennett

Nuclear Winter



Maybe it's the way the
winds blew-
across the coast
that spring. Lulling
me into
a murky
state of mind.
The calendar
whispered spring's song,
but the month
of May was
strangely cold.

Blindsided by
the daily news,
Headlines, screamed
cancer.

Daddy, please don't go.

Every now and again
the grey oyster sky
would part, shining
a brief nightlight
on my current
walk with doom.

Daddy, not you too.

Each morning
as his light faded,
and the cancer
ate hope-
My heart bled out
dying faith.

Daddy, please don't leave me.

October
came and death
stole him from
me.
My emotions now
frozen in
the depths of
a nuclear winter,
Hiroshima stares
back at me
when I gaze
at my
reflection in
the mirror.

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Robin Bennett

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