Spinning Circles Poem by Phil Mason

25 January

Spinning Circles

Spinning circles in a hole;
relationships going nowhere.
Nothing that could be done will fix these complications.
Except to leave, to get out of the hole,
escape moments, dreams and memories that
Never happened.

But climbing out is so not easy simply because
Those few brief memories and passions that were created
Left a fire in both of them.
The fire flamed and burned out in the complications
Not the first time for either, but the last time for him
There is nothing left to yearn for.

The winter season adding to despair;
short days, longer nights of dreams never
fulfilled.
Time has passed everything by
such that only silence is left,
nothing more.