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When Will It Blow?

From static,
perhaps restless,
peace, calm.

Abrupt fear.
Never will I make it.
Too foreign for this world.
I won’t make it.
But I am.
It is always
there,
underneath.
How will I feel
when the day is here?

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  1. #1 by Evelyn on February 15, 2011 - 4:52 am

    “How will I feel
    when the day is here?”
    Sigh. The question with no permanent answer.
    reminds me of that bible quote, something like God’s mercy never fails, its new every morning.
    But don’t quote me…

    • #2 by Carl on February 15, 2011 - 7:04 am

      Yes, maybe we strive for some consistency of good, and maybe that is too much to request.

  2. #3 by heather grace stewart on February 15, 2011 - 1:24 pm

    I loved it. especially the line “But I am.”

    • #4 by Carl on February 15, 2011 - 8:56 pm

      Thank you so much, Heather! You brightened my day.

  3. #5 by Richard Holt on February 15, 2011 - 2:39 pm

    I’m drawn in by the sharp precision of these very short lines. There’s a pulpable energy in this. Great work.

    • #6 by Carl on February 15, 2011 - 8:57 pm

      very kind of you to read and comment, Richard. I enjoy your work tremendously!

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