Sky Fell
Words fell as fiery hell,
Sky fell.
Just left a burnt out shell,
Charred smell.
Core singed,
Mind cringed.
Emotions binged,
Deep within.
Soul scarred,
Thinking marred.
Journey barred,
Struggled far.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
Friday, May 20, 2016
Sky Fell
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