WWII
Window open
Faintly seen
In foggy distance
Eyes strain
Cupped hands
Around them
Try to focus
What does the sign say?

Wall
Of mist and haze
Covers answers
Day
After
Day

Too many pictures
To keep them straight
Who’s keeping track?
How much time
Left in the game

Two more minutes
As sleep settles in
Two more lines
To start the fire
Again…


J.R.G.7.25.09


Poem written about my search for something I can’t describe. It haunts me and exhilarates me in the same breathe. It is joyous and exhausting. It keeps me moving forward…