Michael Anthony
Michael Anthony
Nov 05, 2023
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Precarious Times

Precarious Time

Looking back though, I found comfort
in ephemeral things. Birds flying in formation,
off to southern climes. Wood from a fire,
always destined to be embers.

None of these things lingered
beyond their established purpose,
but they were always predictable,
offering modest shelter
from your meandering heart.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

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About the Author

Region, Country: San Francisco Bay Area - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Bukowski

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Comments

Lavender

Hello, Michael,
Predictable situations are wonderful during unstable times, especially when it comes to matters of the heart. Really feel "modest" shelter. The word yanks at the gut and lets the reader understand the intensity.
Thank you!
L

C

Wood from a fire,
always destined to be embers.

Captures the ephemeral things. Good poem

Candlewitch

this hits home...Hard!!! it stays with you, lingering in the heart and mind... after which, is silence huge and engulfing...

*hugs, Cat

kowque

Birds flying in formation made me
Think of James and the giant peach

I truly enjoyed the last line