Well, I fell off of the #poemaday wagon. I have still been writing, just haven’t found time to post what I’ve written. Rather than load up a bunch at once, thought I’d post 2 a day for the next week!
Poem # 18
People are windows
At times the blinds are closed.
Concealing a protected reality.
Other times, the inner world shines through
Revealing the beauty of who they are.
Thanks to Bud Hunt for the writing prompt on this one!
A lack of…
An opening for…
a finding of self…
Filling in the blanks.