Window GazingA Poem by Glenn Scott Rather dramatic, but a good mesh of recent experiences and thoughts looking out of an airplane window during a storm. You let the drops slide. Why do you do that! They leave streaking cries They leave themselves behind them. Just open the damn window.
© 2015 Glenn ScottAuthor's Note
|
Stats |
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Read Request
My Library
Subscribe
Flag Writing