poetry – Page 3 – Noellie's Place

The Nefarious

Infection and contagion are their life mission

Music plays but I do not hear

Rhythms of the road softly lull

Talk fades into the distance

How blessed am I
To be taught how to hate
but to choose compassion

We all need something to reboot our minds and souls, mine happens to be water surrounded by nothing but nature and color

The moon rises as the light fades into darkness, casting shadows and fears of our lurking hidden childhood monsters

Youthful souls emerge

My heart does not agree

It breaks at what has been shown

Smoke rolls from Embers

into the light

You’ve taken precaution

Bites still penetrate

Ears twitch at each sound

Nose points up

Smells all around