Inspired by Windy Nights written by Robert Louis Stevenson located in A Children’s Book of Verse, Illustrated by Eric Kincaid, Poems selected by Marjorie Rogers. (Brimax Books)
Brr Brr the wind blew cold to chill all thought except pain
Walking inside became sublime as keeping sane and surreal is the thought who dare but a horror
Cooing cooing as a dove she sat watching watching with control as a mental mental genius prowls the place
Whom whom as the question question grew she grew as the plot change she change as the insert of placebo became a flower she gather
Observe observe learn learn some not all frustration realized for all reveal that she cannot be true to yield not to insults but glory glory
still alive cold hard thought move faster faster taught taught retain the horror of whom we reside in
Understand understand all or nothing is true way of dice the game but honor is not give as striped but burned in heart, mind soul as nights of stark cold pain
Whipped whipped as a back screamed nay I care not I stay fight again again with help soon here I say
By
Felicia McCaw
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
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