We Talk
Feb 22, 2022
A poem that ponders on the crises in Ukraine:
. . .
I disagree
We pause
Words of silent rage pass between us
Words within that never meet the light of day
We talk no more than what we plan to say
What we think may cause the other’s sway
From their control and point of view
To mine, my own, my new
We meet but now our heart is closed
Our one is two once more
Our winter chill
Our only hope the warmth of honest will.
. . .
