Room TemperatureA Poem by Craig Rozniecki
Room Temperature
Walking along the desert, I feel the blazing heat, As a smile comes across my face, In the knees I feel weak, The sun brightens the sky, The sky crystal clear, Not a cloud in sight, Not a worry or fear, A sudden change in scenery, As I freeze in the bitter cold, Gusty winds making it difficult to see, Unable to know where to go, I search for signs, To find out where I am, I cry and yell, Not knowing what just happened, Constant changes in scenery, Lost as I walk about them, Wishing her treatment was at room temperature, As I fall from exhaustion with the hot and cold treatment. © 2011 Craig Rozniecki |
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Added on August 16, 2011 Last Updated on August 16, 2011 AuthorCraig RoznieckiColumbus, OHAboutI'll be honest (like this is something new for me...), I'm not sure what to write here. It's not a singles ads, so even though I like long walks on the beach, I don't see much point in mentioning that.. more..Writing
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