in

The quiet cover

Leaking around the corners

and finding a covering

quiet and complete

everything covered

but nothing hidden.

In the moment, when the light is dim

and the quiet spreads like

a pool of spilled water

growing as fast as the water pours.

The warmth slipping away

as the cover continues.

Unique is as much a curse

as a blessing.

The quiet always a blessing

always welcome

but fleeting.

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Written by DocAndersen

One fan, One team and a long time dream Go Cubs!!!!!!!!!!!!!

One Comment

  1. Looks like inspiration is hitting you good Doc ?is it because of the winter and the holiday? Nice poem. I still have to get used to reading poetry instead of tech stuff from you ?