BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE
FORGETTING THE DREAD
Kern F. Little
seemly lost
walked alone
fog filled
dark horizons
envelop our
minds
walking
head down
knowing
where I am
where I’ve
been
but never
where I’m
going
sunset breaks
knowledge
awaits
for those
once lost
soaking in
sun’s warmth
eyes now
off feet
looking forward
to be enlightened
but still
seemingly frightened
we must
raise our
heads
forgetting
the dread
finally to
listen and
learn
from what
other’s
have said
ADDITIONAL READING:
POETRY “DATING WHEN FIFTY-SOME:” A Guy’s Version Bookshelves of Conscious A FAT CAT AND A SAD DAD Moose, Goose, Deer Two Haikus: A Summer Day & Night Sky QUINTESSENCE A Beach Remembered Regrets Talents Forgotten AFTER THE SCOTTISH GAMES AT LIGONIER I BELIEVE GOD INVENTED DANCING JASMINE & JEWEL — A DOVE STORY Part 1 THE WIND CURLS AT TWELVE YEARS OLD JOAN’S VICTORY RIDE TO FEEL SAFE MAGIC SHADOW-SHOW SHAKE, RATTLE AND ROLL A SONNET IS A POEM? A Cry For Goodness THE VIEWING QUINTESSENCE
The Life (and death) Cycle of the Ice Cream Soda
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