clouds, girl, storm

You Will Chase Her Wild

she is chaos,
a storm quietly brewing
sedate and serene
calm and fierce
she will blow into your life
tearing you
inside out
but you will not run—
like a fool,
you will chase her wild
you will look into her eyes
and realize
that every wound
and every scar
is worth the fight
MS


I received a very sweet message from a poet friend, Chuck of The Reluctant Poet. My muse and I have been missed dearly and I couldn’t help but smile at his thoughtful words. Hence, here’s a little something to make amends for my sudden absence.

P.S. Rest assured, my muse have not blacklisted you and was even inspired by your recent piece, I Chased The Storm. It’s always a joy to realize that this is the 3rd time that you and your muse has nudged mine to write. Thank you. ❤

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