Monday, September 30, 2024

Prism

Prism

My mind is a prism.

That reflects my stormy soul,

Everyone sees a different side of

the hurricane

in my head.


Poem based on the voyager 1

  Voyager 1 Lost on a path, Set out before it, Calculated to precision, The Earth but a speck in the emptiness, The sun but a twinkle in the...