Morning Poem, April 3, 2015



In the dark early morning

Between waking and sleep

I saw a flash of light on the edge of my eyelid

I was afraid

Thinking my old eyes were falling apart.

It’s happened to more than one of my friends

“You see a flash,” they told me

“Just a little, white flash

And then you’d better get to the doctor.”

Still I waited

And then saw another white flash.

And then I heard the thunder.


Copyright 2015

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