he walks with his wounds
underneath his jacket, protesting
words on placard, his voice
a war song in the streets
above the din, old tower bell
chimes
clock wound tight
as wings of departing birds
echo
tides of moon
i keep a storm watch
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Lillian. This is a 44 word post with the chosen word - Wound. Thanks for the comments & visits.
