Meredith

The Pox had come, and we were unprepared.

No sickness e’er had swept the world this fast,

And felled this many men in so few days.

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A placid lake: it’s tiny ripples swirl

About my feet which dangle in the water from the dock.

A loon is calling to its life-long mate.

He flew away

Then sat alongside the tide

Different in essence

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My throat is squeezed

Sun

Algid currents

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Force filled my house

Held immortals

Panes function

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My daily life is forever impacted

But most days are good, it’s not that bad

But little things happen

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Let’s see

Who is the real me?

Is the face I’m wearing today a mask?

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The smile in the face fades away

With the time, thats’ not mine

The darkness build the wall

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How do they feel?

I always wonder.

Standing up high,

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Trouble and me are old buddies, you see.

We go back a ways since I was just three.

It started one day when a pickle was found.

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