Poem of the Day – Grain of choice

Grain of Choice


Held in broken silence; a breath

A torn tissue left

Blood in channels flowing

Going to the window

That’s showing eloquent features.


Stepping in golden shoes;

In sunlit meadows

On sandy beaches


Reaching the shore

In shallow silver streams

That trickle between the stones

Thrown by angry voices.

Choices in terms of stagnant emotions.


A commotion of broken glass

Drifting to sea

Not to mention the thoughts in question


Cry at a drop in the ocean

At shards of crystal

A fire

A reaction

A faction of reality will no longer return


Burned by fusing sun and light

Exposed to negative reasons


Crisp in tired response we sleep

Until ideas wreck our slumber

Our number is up

The peace is frozen



May 5th 2017

Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright


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