EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Friday, August 26, 2016
guttural
it wells up
from the deeps
clawing through apathy
towards daylight
a great guttural grunt
that grows to groan
the yawp of one awoke
by the terrors of night
sitting in the dark sans light
and once again
alone
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