After the first wave we step outside.
Predawn floods the arena
Of the mind like another drug.
The lake is like a gray plane.
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Well articulated and nicely brought forth with insight. A poignant creation. Thanks for sharing Salvatore.
Thank you again. I'm not sure what to do with the poems I write. Sharing them is a natural instinct. The idea of publishing them in a book seems so pedestrian. Better wings than bindings. Cheers, friend.
Salvatore, such a well penned poem................
Thank you. Quickly approaching sixty years of age I feel I am at the height of my creative powers. Thanks again, friend.