https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RnWn7sX-Y4E&t=7s
Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry.
Down I go into the gray and brown. I hit the sides, like being in a cradle that is rocked too fast. It's an abrupt catastrophe. I didn't see this one coming; but I felt it, like the slight rumble of an earthquake, or like the false dawn, before the real light yawns, and opens the sickly day. It's just another ending, dapple and down.
Dramatic yet how it is, Thomas. Feelings like this-that covers so much in life, sending one hanging on a strand of flimsy cotton over a chasm. Your writing varies in thought/words yet.. buildings its own - dare I say destiny?
' I felt it, like
the slight rumble of an earthquake, or like the
false dawn, before the real light yawns, and
opens the sickly day.
It's just another ending, dapple and down. '
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..