Marked Safe

The storm began early And she was dropped in the middle Of the cyclone Words, letters, twirling like Alpha-Bits cereal. It’s raining milk and somehow She has to bring it all together She has to contain the storm inside the bowl Taste it See that it is palatable Add sugar, spices, something To make it good.

Until then she will blow This way and that Down the street like a drunkard Sopping wet Lost Confused Words are the anchor that gets her going In a straight line And at least for now She is marked safe.

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Gretchen Lee Bourquin obtained a Bachelor’s Degree in Literature/Creative Writing. She’s enjoying the opportunity that Medium provides to get a little more personal and put the creativity back in her writing. Follow on my Facebook Writing Page, Twitter, or Wordpress