Jul 24, 2009 18:03
Determined
Sirens scream their prophetic vision
A funeral is coming.
We hold out hope, silently screaming
That prophecy is wrong.
But it doesn't take an oracle dreaming
To read a future that
that is already past.
-Past Pocket
(Sept 28, 2009. I will grant myself that I wrote this on the fly about a passing ambulance, so it didn't involve much thought. But I cannot believe I wrote the words "silently screaming" in one of my poems. -Future Pocket is disappointed in Past Pocket)