Orbs

Orbs

A Poem by Bo Lanier

Multi-colored Orbs before my eyes...
what's going on here, are my eyes just
playing tricks on me...well I rub my eyes
but they do not disappear I wonder if it's
spirits in despair or the guardians of mine
trying to tell me have no fear still I wonder
if it could be him or her or something dark
and sinister I wish I could somehow
pierce the veil and see for myself whatever
it is but it never has tried to hurt me these
Orbs that consume my room quite frequently
these Orbs that spin and bounce off the
walls...you might think I'm crazy but I dare
you to spend one night here then you
won't doubt me at all 'cuz it's just as much
as an enigma to me these Orbs, These Orbs
of great mystery!

© 2016 Bo Lanier


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Bo Lanier
Bo Lanier

Chattanooga, TN



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Bo Lanier resides from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with over twenty years of experience. He has received several achievement awards in creative writing throughout the ye.. more..

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A Poem by Bo Lanier