Free verse № 58994
Bearings
Send me a breath to stand on.
Give me a healing nod.
Hand me anything to grasp to see,
Anything thatâs real.
Iâm standing in this minute,
Spinning up and down.
Show me my direction,
I know not where to go.
I know not where Iâm looking,
I know not what I am.
Please send me a vapor, a mist, a breeze
So I can know who I am.
2 comments
Anything thats real is an irritating modern day cliche.
Like the bit leading up to show me my direction and the penultimate line although the final line is a bit of a damp squib.
Not bad though
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