Reckless Scent Of Titans Poem by David Kowalczyk

Reckless Scent Of Titans

Rating: 5.0


Approaching Penelope's bed,
home's meaning enters
a wandering heart.


Her sleeping body is
a small miracle.


Ulysses measures her breath.
He breathes only as she does.


Within minutes, a halo
envelops them both.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
David Kowalczyk

David Kowalczyk

Batavia, New York
Close
Error Success