by Jeph Johnson
During the night after
the day before
the time it was now,
I asked aloud
a question
I had answered
with a "how?"
The because why
of who and what
became of
where I could;
degenerated
to a factor
I misunderstood.
A time before
the night after
the day it was then,
I only wished
my inquisition
had led me
to the when.
GREAT piece of work!! I loved the flow and style and actually reading to understand and I really did get the message. I like this a lot.
Jessica
If and where to whence thou had been, a poem who its author now would only dream...thank you for sharing your art.