Any Shelter in this Storm

by on September 23, 2023 :: 0 comments

Little did you know
that we would all turn
into cave dwellers

and that the word shelter
would be followed by
in place.

Home is
where you stay,
never mind the heart.

As the world is caving in,
we are holed up
in our separate burrows

and stretch out
electronic tentacles
to connect.

I hope,
in your mind
you are painting

in vibrant greens
as the thorn hedges
grow tall around us.

editors note:

Keepin’ it green beneath a grey sheen. – mh clay

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