Something.
The day falls uneasy across my way
there is an edge in it. A fearing,
a disquiet. The air soft, gentle:
no more than a sigh.
Yet still I feel something
circling, following…
waiting.
© sweetwater 2023
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The day falls uneasy across my way
there is an edge in it. A fearing,
a disquiet. The air soft, gentle:
no more than a sigh.
Yet still I feel something
circling, following…
waiting.
New submissions should be visible on the front page? Your ‘doom in the air’ sentiments, the pervading mental state for all in these precarious times, I’m afraid Sue? Experiencing the extremes of Nature’s death cough, generalised anxiety is justified, but today, for us, it appears to compel no resolution, that’s the tragedy. Fine writing (I think ‘there is an edge to it’ would be better?). Trevor
Thank you very much Trevor, I hadn’t thought of it in terms of the falling apart of the world but you have a very good point. There always seems to be a new catastrophe waiting just around the corner since 2020.
I was interested to read your suggestion of the slight change to one line, and wondered if I had missed something with my line. I always appreciate suggestions because there seem to be so many technicalities I know nothing about, but need to learn. Sue 🙂
I was thinking Sue, that, before, when we were ignorant of any serious threat to the natural world, no matter our personal woes, there was always ‘hope’ to hang on to. Now, even that last mental comfort has been released from Pandora’s box! Trevor x
Ah, yes that makes sense thank you.
I agree, I would never have imagined a virus had the potential to wipe us all out, or that a war in a country so far away could potentially involve us in a dreaded nuclear war.The NHS putting lives at risk by striking… The list goes on. A nightmare I am doubting we will ever wake up from. X