The virtual God of fear, Anxius
ubiquitous in media
predicts catastrophic weather
A hurricane here, a plague incessant
there
Persephone stirs - her escape is imminent
The underworld is dark, labyrinthine
but her capture
is flawed by light
For an eye for an eye, tooth to nail
we shall choke upon his science
before a sunrise in the East
4 comments:
anxiphone is my name... ;)
what a poem , crescent...:)
Thank you very much Carmen :-)
Simon
excellent writing. thanks for your comment on my work in AS/IS
Thank you Billy
I appreciate :-)
Simon
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