Worst Case Scenario

on the spot

i've finally given up

the breeze has moved on

the sun is clotted

with the clouds judgmental stature

and i am not ever going back

but your waves

call to me

like a moth to a flame

dancing

and yet

not dancing

barely touching the fiery heath

worst case scenario

i've moved on

Reviews

[Jen Walters]

I can relate very well to this poem, and I am glad you shared it. Beautiful writing, thanks for sharing such a well written poem and I love the fact that it starts from right to left. Have a great day.