Wuthering
Inspired by C.R.Stanger
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the wind is howling tonight
i can feel the irony
as bob is singing on the TV
ain’t it funny that
no matter how many lives we live
none of us gets out alive
i see no humor
in it
at least not for those of us left behind
but then there’s you
thoughts streaming
as your consciousness pours
on the page of electric dreams
the wons
and
the zeros
painting pictures of us all
your words
lived
and
not just eaten
by the masses
you know
most people
fear silence
and
others still
fear the clapping
of their own hearts
but you
i don’t believe there is
any fear in you at all
is it the wind out there tonight
or is it you
my sister poet
howling
and
feeling deeply
bringing freedom
to the sounds trapped within us
like a sirens call
beckoning us
to brave the Storm
keep on singing sister poet
keep on singing
