Thursday, June 22, 2017


[image from google dot com]


They are waiting anxiously
for the lights to go out,

or maybe not the lights to go out,
for the curtains to open maybe,

maybe; just maybe, there be poems
wherein tunnels end, for light to shine.

MAYBE © gillena cox 2017

Any Ekphratic undertones are sheer coincidence, in double checking spelling of some words, I came across the music video, listened to it, and decided to add to the post.

Blog hopping today with
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Literary Excursions with Kerry ~ Metafiction

22 June 2015