Tuesday, 30 January 2018

I HAVE NO BAROMETER

I HAVE NO BAROMETER

I have no barometer
The words pour out
Whether fair or bad
I could not tell
My proud daughter
Steps up to proudly
Accept the glittering prize
On a golden stage
Flashbulbs popping
Smiling her saddest smile
But I have no barometer

I have no barometer
For my own skills
If quality lingered here
I could not tell
Pluck out a dozen
Bundle away for
Unseen eyes wishing
I could tell where
Richest fruit might be
Or the starkest seed
But I have no barometer

I had no barometer
To learn the path
Fuelling such dismay
I can not tell
The proud daughter
I never had
Life's barren seed
Beat this empty heart
Alone and silent
In my darkest need
But I have no barometer

MAWH, Jan 2018

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