Building a Wall
Happy
these lonely days
myself
I peer
into my past
and touch
Feel you
with memories
vivid
Clearly
as the sun sets
I rise
Lift up
my eyes hopeful
you’ve gone
Distance
between us now
your hate
Anger
your middle name
your sport
Playing
won some now lost
respect
Esteem
for your facebook
on line
Tracks a
private message
to fool
Stupid
building a wall
I’m blind.
© Harry J Horsman 2014
A New form i'd like to call link, the last word of the 2/4/2 stanza has to relate in action or meaning to the first word of the next stanza
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