Loan's Poem

The new kid on the block
Waiting at the bus stop
Head swaying side to side
No means yes
It is not quite so obvious
The sun rises
The river runs
Each bank on either side
A touchstone of faith
The wicked divide
No more
Light befallen on my face
Rich crystals of righteousness
Reflecting the colors of my heart
Once again I stride
With strength and courage
To take the path of the unknown
The bus arrives
I am ready

Poem Tweet #4

Think Jim Jones
Koolaid ladle pot
Perished foolish flock

Poem Tweet #3

The moment when the
Bridge lights illuminate at dusk
The sheer power of it
Let me live that fantasy