S A D Poem by B. V. Dahlen

S A D



The after Christmas gloomies grab
my grin and turn it upside down
like sleep and dreams
all jumbled chaotic and dismal.

I roam the night in search of me
The me I lost when winter cloaked
the sun and snuffed the stars
with gray and grumbling billows.

Signpost fade in within
the misted mural of this term
This sentence I concede to serve
Each January.

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B. V. Dahlen

B. V. Dahlen

Hampton Roads, Virginia USA
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