Poem By Joan

In the rinse of another grey day
unrolling before us like an empty film.
I want to scream out against
flat skies, tear up coarse air.

Another grey day gnawing
at me sounding metallic beats
putting me through its paces
with long lists of minutiae.

Acrid weariness crawls up spine.
shifting pain like broken shards
of glass cutting my fingertips.
My eyelids drooping shut.

Today marches forward…another
tin soldier knocking yesterday aside.
Each night coming faster, faster.
Winds blowing stronger, stronger.

Cats howl in cold circles as
ragged leaves cling to boughs.
Raindrops fall like black ink
under small pools of lights.

Darkness gathers close…
my shadow, that long black
silhouette slanting down
follows me into the long night.

Poem by Joan

Written By Joan McNerney
All right reserved 2019
Ray of Thought

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The Eleventh Hour

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David Antia is the founder/CEO of 'Ray Of Thought' a collaborative platform intended to connect thinkers and writers around the world to shine their thoughts on contemporary issues and also create Impact. He is a Physicist and have studied particle physics(non credit course) at University of Geneva, Astronomy (non credit course ) at University of Arizona. He has also studied 'Understanding research method'(non credit) at London University SOAS and his currently doing his Bsc in physics at University of Uyo. He is a passionate writer who writes on personal development, business strategy, and on issues of public interest .



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