Leaving high school graduation
With plans to continue my education
Study essential
Such great potential
If only beer wasn’t my concentration!
Yeah, college nearly killed me. But it was a hell of a good time!
Tag: poetry
Farewell – a limerick
My bags were packed, my plans were ready.
“I won’t let you get away with this,” said he.
As I bid farewell,
To a living hell,
And slammed the door with hands unsteady.
In response to Mind and Life Matters limerick challenge.
Luna
Luna, cast your spell for me
Intoxicate the night, will thee
For drugged with love’s anticipation
Long for, yearn for his attention
So drape the sparkling gauze of stars
With the deepest blue of my wanting heart
And let your softest, feathered light
Stir the man of my dreams tonight
Meg Sorick, Author/Artist 