The depression

There’s a depression in highlands
A place I can shelter so safe
There’s a deep chasm in high life
A home for my darker escape
You risk exposure in wide lands
I lurk in the crackling rock
You soar majestic above ground
Our separate lives interlock
You are the eagle of heaven
I am the snake in the brier
We are life strangely related
Both darkness and light we required
My response to NaPoWriMo Day 9 “a line you’re afraid to write”


Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

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