Reluctance

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The night has fallen around us
The wind it savagely blows;
A wicked mood is cast upon me,
One from which I cannot go.


Against the night, orbs on lamp posts loom,
Flickering forth a sickly yellow light;
A storm from deep within advances,
Still no hope for me to go.


Heavy leaded clouds drape the sky,
The paving just as dark below;
Such sight it fails to move me:
I cannot, will not go.



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Reviews

[keith]

i am making way thru your library ...
hard to believe so few or no comments on such as this well constructed offering making it easy to imagine the approaching storm x2 ...

'One from which I cannot go.'
'Still no hope for me to go.'
'I cannot, will not go.'

the complete package!

[Red Brick Keshner]

Thanks Keith. Twice honoured and twice grateful.