Poem: Crisp Like New Contacts

It’s a beautiful morning

Cast on an early evening.

 

The sun softly kisses the buildings

With a soft whisper of life.

 

And the architecture is distinctive

Sharp

And ready for chaos

In the middle of the night.

 

Life seems to move cleaner in a full sun night.

Like wearing contacts for the first time

Life is crisper or at least

 

Your line of vision meets a crisp surface

And the world acute defines itself in the sunset.

 

I’m struggling trying to hold onto something

That I don’t know exactly what it is.

-eml

 







    Last reviewed: 28 May 2013

APA Reference
Loberg, E. (2013). Memorial Day Poem: Crisp Like New Contacts. Psych Central. Retrieved on April 2, 2015, from http://blogs.psychcentral.com/manic-depression/2013/05/25/ready-to-enjoy-your-memorial-day-weekend-yeah-you-are-with-some-shine/

 

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